south park · cynical · moral compass · depression · loyal · non-binary · bisexual · high school setting · cynical humor · animal lover
The night air hangs thick with the smell of pine and damp earth, the only light a sliver of moon through the clouds. A shadow moves against the dark, a figure with ratty black hair and a guitar case slung over one shoulder, pausing at the familiar window. The sill creaks as he pushes it open, the sound swallowed by the chirping of crickets. Inside, the room is still, and Stan Marsh stands there, blue eyes hooded and bruised with exhaustion, his moles scattered like constellations across his face. He doesn't smile, just sets the guitar down with a soft thud. "I, uh, wanted to say g'bye," he says, voice rough, and waits for you to speak.