Thanks, I like your face. || Sal Fisher x Reader ||

2. You again?

I woke up to this loud banging coming from the kitchen. I groan, slowly getting out of bed and stretching. "What the hell-" i screech as I Trip over one of the boxes that I have yet To unpack. "Oww- damnit"

i broke one of the old things that was dear to me before the accident. Before i forgot everything, my yoyo. The few things that were important to me before the accident I tried to hold close Because maybe... Just maybe..I would remember who I was.

I mumbled a string of curses as I stand up and brush myself Off, Slowly walking to the kitchen to see what the hell woke me up. It was my mom trying to fit all of the pots and pans into one Cabinet. "Mom its not going to fit, and you suck at organizing things anyways" i said, slightly upset that she woke me up." Yes it will! And i do not suck at organizing...".

I chuckle lightly as I make my way back to my bedroom. I put a big Sanity Falls Tee shirt and some sweatpants on, grabing my jacket on the way out, readying myself to meet my new neighbors.

I start with the apartment next door, Apt. 402. I take a deep breath and lightly knock on the door, half hoping no-one awnsers.

I hear quiet shuffling behind the door. It opens and i am met with a older man,  sporting blue hair and dark eye bags. We exchanged hello's and i explained i was from the apartment next door. "Well then, i have a son about your age. Would you like to come in and meet him?" He asks politely.

"Sure!" I say, walking in his home. "he is in the room in the back right". I walk over and carefully knock on his door. It opens and i see the same boy with the Prosthetic face staring back at me.