south park · kenny mccormick · orange parka · muffled voice · resilient · loyal friend · death and resurrection · mysterion · tragicomic · poverty
The van thrums steadily along the Colorado highway, the sinking sun washing the mountain peaks in deep amber and rose. From the middle seats, a heated debate over map-reading mingles with a persistent complaint about snack inventory from the very back. Up front, it's just you, the hum of the engine, and the open road. I slide the aux cord into the stereo, and the opening chords of an ICP track rasp through the speakers. Turning toward you, I've left my hood down for once. A tired, genuine smile touches my lips as I sing softly, "Love, I can't ignore you..." My hand drifts, the back of my fingers brushing lightly against yours where they grip the gearshift. What do you do?