Unexpected [Salvis]

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Saturday - November 16th, 1996

He had a crush on his own bully.

His bully.

Someone who's tormented the poor blue haired boy for almost 3 years now. 

Jesus Christ...

This is gonna be rough. Should he even tell Larry? Maybe Ash. Ash would understand better, she likes that weird girly drama stuff. God he hopes this crush just fizzles out and dies. 

After thinking maybe a bit too much in his quiet room, he sits up from his bed, previously laying down with his arms and legs sprawled out. He needs to do something. Just to keep him busy. To silence his thoughts. Stupid thoughts. Sometimes he considers getting a lobotomy.

Too bad they were banned in the 50's. 

Ugh...thinking again. 

Sal quickly got up and decided to make himself a small snack. He wasn't that hungry, but figured he needed to eat as it was about 4 in the afternoon and slept through breakfast time. He actually slept in pretty late as it was finally the weekends. 

He figured he'd make some mac n cheese. From a box as Sal knew close to nothing about cooking. He only really knew how to cook very basic things. He kinda forced himself to as his father was almost never home. Leaving Sal to his own devices. His father rarely came home early enough to make dinner. 

The blue haired boy grabbed a step stool and brought it to the cabinet, allowing him to reach the stash of box Mac n cheese. Grabbing a box and taking out the cheese packet, not bothering to read the instructions. At this point he already memorized it just because of the sheer amount of times he's made it. Could probably do it with his eye closed. 

Let's not even attempt that. 

Being half blind and cooking is already enough of a hassle. 

Sal was now sitting in his room again, although this time listening to a new TOOL album that came out a couple months ago and sketching in his sketchbook he got from Ash. He was not that good at drawing but he's definitely getting better. Ash and Larry forced Sal to take art classes with them around freshman year and has had art with the two of them since. 

He found it actually pretty fun, getting to mess around and try out new art forms and hanging out with his friends. Ash has also been helping Sal to draw something other than gizmo, as most of what he drew was just gizmo. He found drawing cats pretty easy. 

The bluenette ate the last bite of now cold Mac n cheese as the album was coming to an end. He needed something else to keep him busy now. God this sucks. Maybe a bike ride would be nice. Tad chilly though considering it's November already. Whatever, doesn't matter. It's not like it's snowing. 

Sal grabbed a thicker jacket and slipped on his heavily worn out converse, which was covered in various drawings, patches, pins, and some pony beads on the laces thanks to Ash and her little bracelet obsession. He was almost out of the apartment until he remembered he forgot his Walkman. He found it nearly impossible to do anything without music playing 24/7. 

It was honestly one of the only things keeping him alive right now. Along with Gizmo and his friends obviously. 

Sal grabbed his bike that was resting next to Larry's on the ground. He wondered for a minute why they don't ride their bikes to school anymore before he remembered Larry's chain came off and his inner tube was popped from going over a curb a little too fast. At least Sal's was in okay condition, could use a little air in the front tire though.