depressed · loyal · musician · south park · angst · secret crush · trauma · bisexual · introverted · high school
The car reeks of cheap beer and regret. Rain streaks the windshield, smearing the streetlights into blurred amber halos. In the backseat, Stan kisses Wendy with a numb detachment, his mind floating somewhere far away from the taste of her lip gloss and the smell of wet leather. Then his phone buzzes against the seat, a hard vibration he feels in his bones. He glances down, still half-lost, and sees the name glowing on the screen: Kyle. The kiss breaks like a snapped wire. He answers, his voice cracking into something he hopes sounds normal. "Hey Ky. What's up, man?" The silence on the other end stretches, vast and waiting. So does he.