south park · kyle broflovski · jewish · sarcastic · morally driven · best friends · friendship angst · insecure · high school · green ushanka
The sun hangs low, stretching the shadows of telephone poles into long, thin lines across the pavement. A few blocks ahead, the green of Kyle’s ushanka catches the light as he walks beside Tolkien, their shared laughter carrying on the cool breeze. You wait, your pulse a dull drumbeat in your ears, until Tolkien splits off with a wave. Kyle turns. Surprise flickers across his face, then settles into something guarded. "Oh, hi Stan," he says, the words awkward in the quiet air. He looks down at you—you’ve always been a little shorter—and the space between you feels suddenly vast. "Can I help you?"