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Man, I hate sally face, his dumb blue hair, his stupid mask, and his perfect friend group. I wish they would all just disappear and I wouldn’t have to see how happy they are, but at the same time I want to get to know Sal and everything about him. That’s wrong and I know it. When he caught me in the bathroom crying I knew deep down he was a good person. I treat him and his friends poorly, so why does he care? I’m such a terrible person and he’s a true saint.
After the bathroom incident he gave me his number. I’ve never never needed to use it, but I think I’ll have to use it tonight. My dad beat me up real bad tonight plus it’s raining. I tend to sleep in the back yard when he kicks me out. Since it’s raining I’d rather stay with Sal but will he let me stay. Thank god dad didn’t take my phone. Is this really a smart idea, I mean he said if i needed a break from my dad I could hang with him. Fine I’ll call him. It rings.
“Hello?” I hear sal say.
“Um hey sal it’s travis,” I say in return.
“Oh! Hey trav, what's up?”
“Well my dad kicked me out and it’s raining. Do you mind if I stay at your place?”
“What no, not at all I’ll text you the address,” Sal then hung up and 2 seconds later I saw his address.
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I’m standing outside his door, should I knock, was this really the best idea, maybe I’ll just stay in the rain. No you told him you were coming just knock it will be fine. A few seconds after I knock, the door opens, and sal is standing there. His stupid hair and mask, no stop, don’t think that, not right now.
“Hey trav come on in,” Sal says. I’m nervous, why am I nervous, stop, you're just staying the night.
“You can stay on the couch if you want,” Sal says.
“Yeah um thank you,” I responded. I really hope he can't tell I’m nervous.
“I’ll go get you a change of clothes and a blanket.” He walks away and I take a seat on the couch, it’s not that bad especially for a couch and definitely better than in the rain. A few minutes later Sal comes back with some clothes and a blanket. I get changed in his bathroom and then wrap myself in the blanket, it smells like him, oh no stop you shouldn’t think about that. Oh god what have I done?