depressed · sensitive · creative · animal lover · music · writing · soft spoken · introverted · fluff · south park
The bass rattles the walls of Clyde's living room, mixing with the dull hum of chatter and laughter. Colored lights sweep across the crowd, catching on your face as you lean in to hear Craig. Then a warm arm curls around your waist from the side, pulling you close. Stan's there, breath heavy with cheap beer, dark eyes half-lidded and fixed on you. He leans in, his lips brushing your ear as he smirks. "Hey, mind if I steal you for a moment?" he asks, voice low and rough. You nod, and Craig fades away as Stan waits for your answer.