Larry POV
I'm laying on the couch in the living room. The TV is on, but I'm not paying attention. I'm drawing. I had my sketchbook on my knees, which were bent as the couch was small. I glance at my phone. Sal hadn't texted me for weeks. Last time he contacted me was when he was in Aspen, Colorado. I turn back to my drawing. I couldn't really tell what I was trying to draw, but I knew what I could turn it into. I begin to add details. There was a knock on the door. I glanced up.
"Coming." I sigh.
I get up and walk over to the door. It sucked being the only only one home. I open up the door.
"Wha-? Sal!" I gasp. I pull my friend into a tight hug.
"Hey, Larry." Sal laughs.
"You haven't called or texted since Colorado!" I say. "Why didn't you mention how close you were?!"
"I wanted to surprise you." Sal replies.
I release him from my grip and grin. "You got taller."
"So did you." Sal responds coldly.
"Come on in." I say, stepping aside.
Sal comes in, dragging his luggage. I smile a bit.
"Man, I missed you." I say.
"Missed you too, Larry."
Sal POV
I was glad to see my friend. I really was. But for some reason, I felt like things had changed. He was different, I was different. We hardly knew each other before I moved, we hardly know each other now.
"So, you live with Todd and Neil?" I ask.
"Yeah. They room upstairs. I'm in this room over here and then we have the guest room." Larry points to each room in turn.
"Guess I know where I'm staying." I laugh. "Help me put my stuff in the guest room?"
"Sure."
Everything has changed.
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Our Best Lives (Sally Face x Larry)
FanfictionSal and his family have finally gotten away from the toxic state they once called home. now, he is learning more about himself as he meets new friends Trigger warning AU where Diane survived the attack and now has a similar situation to Sal (aka, a...
