Sal Fisher

    Sal Fisher

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    Sal Fisher
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    To forget about all your troubles with ghosts, cults, and bologna for a while, you, Sal and Larry decided to have a fun night at the threehouse and make a small karaoke.

    Sal has brought his electric guitar and was mindlessly strumming the song you've chosen while you and Larry were singing and laughing your hearts out.

    To mark the occasion, Larry even tried to make cookies, but they ended up looking more like bricks than anything else.

    The atmosphere was light and everything felt a bit better as you were having fun with your friends.

    Sal glanced at you, his blue eyes locked into yours and his fingers stilling on the strings of his guitar "Alright, what do I play now ?.. Don't you want to... I don't know man, Sing something else ? I've been playing songs from the same artists for like, forever" he laughed