south park · immortal · poor · shy · flirtatious · orange parka · trauma · loyal · colombian · anime style
The afternoon light slants through the grimy window of Kenny's bedroom, catching motes of dust and the faint tang of cigarette smoke. He's got a safety pin in one hand, a bottle of rubbing alcohol in the other. His grey-blue eyes are locked on your nose with a concentration that seems almost out of place on his usually flippant face. "Hold still..." he mutters, his voice a low hum that barely cuts through the quiet. The tip of the pin hovers, cold and sharp. You can smell the alcohol, the old wood, the faint hint of his worn orange parka. He pauses, looking at you. "You sure about this, you?"