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[Nockfell County, 1994]
The weather was dreary. Faint sprinkles of raindrops spotted your clothes. It was as if even Addison Apartments didn't want you moving in.
"Listen, if it was up to me, I wouldn't be here either," you huffed, talking to the apartment complex like a person. Of course, there was no answer besides the dull hum of a nearby streetlight. You rolled your eyes and leaned against the side of the U-Haul truck.
"Are you just going to stand there?" your mother sighed while sifting through a box of cassette tapes. "Don't make me ask again."
Always in a bad mood.
"Right. Coming," you replied. Walking to the back of the truck, you spitefully grabbed the lightest box. Dad was already in the apartment putting stuff together, leaving just the two of you alone. You'd think after all these years he'd have noticed you hate dealing with your mom. However, he was head-over-heels for the woman and there was no changing that. If there's one thing ever to be true, love is certainly blind.
Heading up the concrete path (that should really be redone, by the way) to the building, a smell of cigarette ash wafted underneath your nose. Your eyes shifted to the left. Two boys sat on the grass; only the brunette was smoking. The other wore a mask, adorned with blue hair. To be honest, you'd never seen anything like it.
Unexpectedly, they both returned your gaze. Feeling a bit awkward all of a sudden you picked up the pace towards the entrance. Shit, you just tried opening the wrong door. With a quick glance, you looked back. The scruffy brunette had returned to his smoke, but whoever that masked boy was felt it his personal duty to stress you out as much as possible with his unwavering stare. Finally, you were inside. You let out a heavy breath.
Great, it's the first day and I've already made enemies. I kind of deserve it for looking so long in the first place.
Two floors later you made it to your apartment alive and well. It wasn't the worst, but it wasn't anything fancy either.
"Hey, kiddo," said a warm voice. Dad.
"You're quick with the interior decorating," you laughed.
"Someone's gotta do it. Plus, I'd feel guilty sitting still while you and your mother brought up the cargo," he replied, emphasizing car-go. He's always been a naturally animated guy.
"I get it. Well, looks go—"
Knock knock knock.
Both of you were slightly surprised by the interruption.
"Can't be mom, she has a key," you muttered while walking up to the door. You opened it, only peering out through a small crack. The sight in front of you almost made you recoil as your eyes widened.
Why are they here...?
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Unmasked
Fanfiction(Discontinued sorry I lost motivation) This is a Sal Fisher x Reader AU that's more similar to the rom-com/slice of life genre. I will not be including anything paranormal because I don't plan on using the actual Sally Face Game plot as a basis. Onl...
