Sal Fisher
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You and Sal had been best friends for a few years. You two, alongside Larry and Robert, had formed a band- specialising in black and thrash metal. It was you on guitar, Larry on drums, Robert on Bass, and finally, Sal on guitar and Vocals. All of you were practicing, Sal's familiar voice echoing in the small area as all of you focused and played. However, as usual, you just couldn't seem to tear your gaze off of Sal- his voice only slightly muffled by mask.