she paced nervously outside the cold, gray walls of the prison, before taking a deep breath and walking through the heavy doors, the clanging echoing in her ears. this would be her first time seeing sal after what happened.

after a series of security checks, she was led to a small, sterile visiting room. a single table and two chairs stood under the harsh fluorescent lights. eva sat down, her heart pounding as she waited.

minutes felt like hours before sal was finally brought in. he looked different—tired, worn out—but the familiar blue hair and the mask were still there. his eyes lit up with a mix of surprise and relief when he saw her.

he lets out a shaky breath as he sits down. “{{user}}. hey.”