witness - Sal Fisher x reader

Nockfell felt like the right town to start again with your mom - but every town felt like that to her - and as always, you'd end up moving again.
You were sick of it, sick of her and of yourself. Nowhere felt like home and there was no one to feel like home, either - until you met a guy, his hair that same blue hue that stretched over sleeping towns before sunrise.

but it wasn't his first time meeting you - standing in your presence- only this time, he was finally noticed.

fem!reader x sal fisher

cover-art by me 🎀

i can't be serious trying to write a story again, pookies.
or can I?
(i seriously can't commit to shit)