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The Masked and The Faceless[4] ◤Sal Fisher◢

 ◤Author's note : to tell you guys the truth, im crying at how i ended the previous part because liam lowkey roasted sal and larry lmao◢

The rest of the night continues on, with various Youtubers talking to each other about U/N's supposed "scavenger hunt". All you ever revealed was that you were at the party and that you were a girl.

Other than that, only two people ever learned of your true identity that night, Todd and Ashley. Thank the heavens that they're keeping your secret, despite the fact that Ash has been wanting to tweet about it. You only shrugged and told her maybe later.

When the awards have been given to each Youtuber, you made Liam get your award through text- you would have revealed your identity then and there, but you felt that everything was too fast when you heard your channel's name called to the front. 

You didn't know what was more disappointing: the look in Sal's eyes or you letting yourself down for not going up the stage.

Stupid anxiety, you had Mina hug you tightly to calm you down when they did the segment.

Soon you all decided to hit up a bar, but you.. didn't want to drink.

To tell the truth, you were afraid of drinking, that you might do something stupid and end up drunk revealing yourself.

Either that, or doing something stupid in general due to something that had happened years ago: you drank at a party with some high school friends where you ended up in the hospital due to alcohol poisoning. You thought it was a good idea at the time since your boyfriend dumped you for a stupid reason.

So yeah, due to that, you didn't really go near alcohol or anything like it.

You sit off to the side as the others go to have fun, drinking and dancing to songs. On your phone, you tweet out various apologies for not showing your face, multiple Youtubers saying that it's fine because it's your privacy. 

At the moment you were just playing some games on your phone, bored out of your mind as you sip on a chocolate milkshake. Thank the heavens that the bar serves such drinks.

"Opting out on the drinks too?"

You look up, seeing Sal sit beside you. He lifts his canned cola, eyes squinting at your as if he had smiled. You smile back, lifting your chocolate milkshake.

"I don't really drink, the thought of being drunk scares me." You admit, chuckling a little. "I'll just be here as a sober friend for them to call a cab for."

"Me too." Sal tips up his mask, taking a sip of his drink. You avert your eyes as you see the scarred flesh underneath the prosthetic, turning back to your phone. He leans towards you, also bored out of his mind as he leans on your shoulder. You laugh, letting him watch what you were doing.

"I'm bummed out from the party." He tells you, now getting off your shoulder and leaning against the couch he's on. Although most bars are mostly loud, you were glad that this one had jazz music playing from the speakers.

"Why?" You ask, still playing on your phone.

"Was excited to see F/N, you know?" He starts, taking another drink of his cola. "I've been wanting to see the face of the buddy I play with every week. Wonder if she's online."

"It's kinda late, don't you think?" You mumble.

".. Yeah, you're right, she must be sleeping right now." He sighs a bit.

Meanwhile you were internally beating yourself up, the anxiety biting at your throat as you want to tell Sal.

But the thoughts return to your mind, saying that he'll be real mad at you for keeping it a secret, that he won't stream with you anymore after lying to him, and different variations of those thoughts.