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Larry: The Tables Have Turned. [Ft:Sal]

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I have a head canon where larry, does indeed also call sal when he has a nightmare, yet feel bad about it. Bc i fr said in episode four that he still had nightmares about sanderson. *if thats what i remember correctly:,)*

I jolted awake with a gasp and immediately sat up and looked around my room.. I tried to control my breathing, but it seemed the more i tried, the more upset I became, and i started to tear up. Normally, it was sal with the nightmares.. but yes, i get them to.. not about my dad or anything.. but about Mrs. Sanderson's murder.. the one I saw with my own eyes, yes, it seriously haunts me.. i haven't told anyone besides Sal, Todd, and Ash.. not even my mom yet. As i sat in my bed, crying into my hands, i thought of something and glared at my walkie-talkie.. i should let sal sleep.. but i had a nightmare.. it wasn't even that bad.. but I'm crying.. but i don't want to bother him. All these thoughts fought back and forth in my head.. but i shove them all down and just grab the walkie-talkie..

"Sally face..?"

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"Sally face.."
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"Larry fa!-"

"Not now, s-sal, please.."

"..wait- larry are you alright..? Are you crying..?"

Sal's point of view:

It was like any other night. I couldn't sleep.. so i was up in the living room watching TV with Gizmo.. my dad was asleep, so we had to keep the volume down. As the action movie played, i could hear something in the distance.. like - a static like voice.. like Larry's voice?.. at this hour? I got up and went into my room and grabbed my walkie-talkie after hearing Larry call me by my nickname. It was our thing that when he randomly called me sally face, I'd call him larry face..

"Sally face.."

"Larry fa!-"

(Larry had cut me off mid' nickname.. it sounded like he had been crying.)

"Not now, s-sal, please.."

"..wait- larry are you alright? are you crying..?"

"..please i-i know it's late, but can i just come over..? I- i had a really bad dream, and i just.. i just want someone to be here with me.."

"O-of course, Larry.. yeah- I'll leave the door unlocked for you. Are you sure you dont want me going down there instead..?"

"It's fine, little dude.."

"Okay... see you in a bit.."

Larry's point of view:

I sat my walkie-talkie down and got out of bed, i put on my shirt and put on a red hoodie before i snatched my keycard off my nightstand and snucked out of my apartment, I quickly shut the door and walked down to the elevator, pressing the 4th floor and leaning against the elevator wall, wiping my tears and taking deep breaths so sal wouldn't worry.. well.. more than he probably was already... I felt horrible worrying the little dude. He doesn't deserve to worry for me. I started to regret my choice, and i wondered if i should just go back to my room and deal with it myself.. but i just couldn't get Mrs. Sanderson's screams out of my head.. the ding of the elevator stopping snatched my thoughts away, the doors opened, and i hesitantly walked out and turned to my right and stared at the door that said '403'
And i immediately turned to my left and opened the door '402'on it.. i saw Sal and Gizmo watching TV together.. hopefully, it'll calm me down..

"Hey, larry- you alright man..?"

I shook my head
"I'm fine, really.. i just.. it's stupid.."

"Well, if it shook you up so bad, you had to call me.. then I'd say it isn't stupid.."

Sal always was good at comfort yet.. slightly awkward about it?.. he always paused in between his sentences to think about what he was gonna say. It really proves he thinks his words out before he says them.. and that's what i like about sal..

"I guess you're right.."

"So.."

"I had a nightmare.."

"..so you've said... what was it about?"

".. it- it was about Mrs. Sanderson.."

"..the murder?"

"Yeah.. it's just- i can't forget about it. It's like.. my mind just wants to huant me with it forever.."

"It's because you haven't fully.. seen the full picture, you haven't..what's the word - you haven't processed it yet.. it's normal if you go through something traumatic.. you need time to heal and just process. Having these dreams about it helps you process what happened that day."

"..more like helps terrorize me.."

"..larry.. i know nightmares aren't fun, believe me. But it's just the mind's way of processing what you saw.. especially something as traumatic as a murder.. and seeing it with your own eyes.."

"I know, sally face.. it just -"

"Scared you. I know.."

I stayed silent. I hated being open about my feelings. if we're talking about personal opinions, I'm all open... but feelings? I'm awful at opening up to that..

"..."

"Come here.."

Sal stood up and hugged me.. i hated this feeling of weakness, but once his arms wrapped around me.. i couldn't stop myself, and i soon started to cry into his hair..

After my meltdown.. when i could finally take a breath and calm myself.. i wiped my tears with my sleeve and took a deep sigh..

"Movie?.. cartoons..? I mean.. I'm pretty sure we can find something on the TV.. like bugs bunny.. tom and Jerry - batman?"

I scoffed and chuckled

"What are you feelin' sally..?"

"definitely Tom and jerry, or batman."

"Yeah, never mind.. i choose batman.. I'm not watching Tom and jerry for the 5th time this week, dude.."

Sal laughed

"Haha- alright, alright man.. batman it is."

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Anyways, that was it, yalls ^^ sorry it's taking a lot of time to get these out :,) but ya!- hoped you enjoy this one, im still working on the getting together one, I'm pretty sure i actually haven't started it yet.. :,).. but I'll try working on it, but if it feels to much ill probably delete the chapter entirely, as much as i hate to do so. That chapter fr every where and idk if it even makes sense to yalls- but anyways!- ^^

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