Falling Flowers || Sal Fisher X Reader

The Lake

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A pencil only inches from the blank piece of paper. Scribbled out shapes that vaguely resemble the scene in front of me. My frustrated hands slam my sketch book shut and place it next to me.

Today has sucked, more than usual. From morning to afternoon, it was awful. So I went to the one place that hadn't changed since the last time I was in Nockfell. The lake.

Back in middle school, my parents would take me to Wendigo Lake and we'd just sit, enjoying the world around us and I'd often bring a book or something to draw on. In my most troubled and stressful of times, the lake provided a stable place to take a breather, to forget about the world around me. When we moved away, I never found a comfort quite like that. Something about the lake would always draw me closer.

Coming back after a couple years had made me feel like I was a stressed out kid that needed to calm down at the lake. So I grabbed my sketchbook, some art supplies, my earbuds and headed down to the lake. But sketching wasn't working so maybe I just needed to calm down and watch nature.

After a bit of silence and watching the water, my stress seemed to melt away. My day felt less chaotic and I was ready to walk away, holding onto that calm. I collected my things and began to walk from the lake, ready to end off the week on a good note. Out of nowhere I felt a body push into the side of me and immediately I fell to the ground.

I ripped my earbuds out and made sure nothing on me had broke.

"Hey!" I yelled back, as I double checked my phone.

"I am so so sorry!" Hey, I know that voice. I looked over at the hand out in front of me and then looked up at the person it belonged to.

"Holy shit...Larry?"

"Y/n?" I took his hand and stood up, brushing grass off of me. Larry's expression was unreadable for a second before a smile spread across his face. "How and when did you get back to Nockfell? Miss me that much?" He joked.

As Larry and I talked he looked over at the three other people with him.

"Oh my god! You haven't met these guys yet! Y/n, these are my friends Todd, Ash, and Sal! Guys this is Y/n, an old childhood friend of mine." He gestured to each of us as he said our names.

Todd had curly orange hair and thick glasses, with a long sleeve shirt and jeans. Ash had long brown hair with a purple long sleeve shirt that looked a little too big for her along with black leggings. And lastly there was Sal with long blue hair that looked like it was recently tied up, a black long sleeve shirt and red jeans. But the most curious part about him was the mask that covered every bit of his face expect for his eyes.

I waved at them and looked back at Larry. He looked down at my stuff and looked a little guilty. "Do you have somewhere you have to be?"

I shook my head as I brushed a few more blades of grass off my knees.

"Huh? Oh! No, I was just gonna head home."

"Well if you wanted to hangout and catch up, you're more than welcome to join us."

I looked over towards the parking lot and shrugged, turning back to Larry.

"Sure!"