!Trigger warning! Mentions of suicide, suicidal thoughts, possible blood and gore, drinking, self harm! Do not read if these things bother you! 17+ warning, possible smut between male characters! Sally tripped on his way into the new apartment building, ripping his jeans and scraping his knee. Under his prosthetic, he hissed in slight annoyance and pain as he forced himself up to his feet. Brushing off the dirt, he made his way inside towards his new, worn down home. I do not own Sally Face, this story however is mine so please do not repost it! I do not have all of the dialogue for the game so I might mess up the dialogue from the characters so please don't kill me but tbh it shouldn't matter, this is a fanfic!All Rights Reserved
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