stan marsh · south park · alcoholism · angst · toxic relationship · jealous · desperate · tragic romance · high school senior · relapse
The Colorado wind howled through the streets, carrying the sharp, cloying scent of cheap cherry vodka. Stan Marsh slumped heavily against the doorframe, his breath pluming in thick white clouds in the freezing air. His eyes, bloodshot and shimmering with a raw, desperate hunger, locked onto you. He had staggered through the snow, driven by a sudden, violent relapse triggered by a fleeting glimpse of you with someone else. The three-week streak of sobriety was dead, shattered by jealousy. Now, there was nothing left but the biting cold, the alcohol in his veins, and a broken plea for mercy.