Sal was sitting down with his back against the wall of Addison Apartments, the apartment building he lived in with his dad, he was strumming on his guitar, his mask covering his face like it always does. He hummed to himself as he strummed, occasionally taking sips of a slushie, using the fact that he could pull his mask away from his face just barely enough to put the straw between his lips to drink his slushie without having to show any of his face. He had his hair up in pigtails like usual, finding that it was the most comfortable for him and his go to as of late.