˗ˏˋ𝙎𝙪𝙗𝙙𝙪𝙚𝙙'ˎ˗ [𝗦𝗙]

Eight: (y/n) is a crazy cat lady

Sal and (y/n) entered his apartment. (y/n) looked around while following Sal to his room.
They sat down on Sal's floor. A fat cat walked into the room. (y/n) smiled at the sight of the cat and reacher her hand out to pet it. The cat let the teen girl pet him.
“That’s Gizmo.” Sal explained kinda.
“I love cats!” (y/n) looked up and smiled at Sal.
Sal stared at (y/n) for a few seconds before looking to the side. (y/n) shrugged it off and looked back down at the cat.
“Do you have any pets?” Sal asked.
“No. I want a cat but I’m not allowed to have one after what happened last time.” (y/n) frowned and moved her hand away from the cat.
“Last time?”
“D-don’t worry about it.”
Sal didn’t ask more about it and changed the subject.
“When do you start school?”
“In a few days I think.” (y/n) answered while watching Gizmo walk away.
“Hey uh. N-not to be rude or anything but uh, why do you wear that mask?”
“It’s a prosthetic.”
“Oh! Uh s-sorry for asking such a personal question.”
(y/n) looked down and let guilt consume her.
“No, it’s fine. You’d find out eventually anyway.”