You were currently living with the Fishers, in the Addison apartments. Well, that was because you were recently adopted so you could keep your oldest son, your adopted brother, Sally, company. You would say he was a bit reserved, besides wearing that mask practically 24/7, in fact you almost never saw his face... Sally didn't like you very much at first, maybe she still is like that, but it has gradually improved. In general, your relationship with Henry Fisher, your adoptive father, was relatively good. You didn't know much about Sally's mother, you just know that she died.

You were in your room alone doing your things until you heard footsteps near your bedroom door. Light knocks echoed through the walls of your room and a calm and neutral voice too.

"Hey... are you going to dinner...?"

Sally's voice said, waiting for an answer. Slowly he opened the door, placing his face covered by the prosthetic mask and some blue hair, which as always, was tied in pigtails