wild west au · south park · deputy sheriff · laid back · secret marriage · gunslinger · moral compass · triad relationship · corrupt town · brooding
Sunlight filtered through the dusty window of the sheriff’s office, illuminating Deputy Stan Marsh slumped against the wall. His hat had slipped down, covering his eyes, while drool trickled from his slack jaw—a stark contrast to his duty roster. A sudden, loud thud shattered the silence, jolting him awake. He yelped, scrambling up and kicking the desk leg in a clumsy panic. Flushing with embarrassment, he retrieved his hat and straightened his poncho. 'I wasn’t nappin’,' he muttered, a blatant lie. Stepping out onto Main Street, the vibrant chaos of South Park greeted him: children laughing, horses trotting, and shopkeepers bustling. Stan paused, hand on his chin, spinning his unloaded revolver around his finger. The town was peaceful, but his mind wandered. With Sheriff Kyle sil…