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ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ᴄᴀʀᴛᴍᴀɴ (ʙᴄ ᴡʜʏ ɴᴏᴛ)

I was new to this little town called South Park. My parents wanted me to have a 'normal' life away from the big city so we moved here. Honestly, I could care less about where we lived just as long as they didn't get into my personal space. Sounds rude? Well, it should be.

They've done it before so that's why we moved to this city. To them being a homosexual wasn't normal and being in the big city would influence me. So when they found my collection of gay porn, that's why we moved here instead. Even though I was already 17 years old, in their eyes was I still in diapers.

"Stupid fuckn parents" I grumble walking down the street of South Park. Today they decide to confiscate my laptop because 'it isn't normal to have access to technology.'

I guess they were irritated because I could still look up porn.

Whatever as long as I can get out of the house and away from then I don't mind them taking it away from me. The stores in the city were all taken care of nicely even though there were a couple of random joints here or there. Like a random Abortion Clinic in between two rental stores. Another thing my parents wouldn't find 'normal.'

Going down more I walk into the park that was in the center of town with a playground. Little kids were playing in the slides and swings having a grand time. Some were playing pirate or hide-and-seek. In the basketball courts, I notice a group of guys from my school.

It was four of them. A tall lengthy one wearing an orange parka, a short fat one that looked like he could pop, ginger that seems to be the brain type, and lastly a black-haired boy that seems to be a jock. They were just chilling they're probably talking about something random. The fat one and parka boy notice me looking in their direction.

"What are you looking at loser?" the fat one asked with a lisp. Bro, I was just looking. Still hoping to make friends I decide to just walk over to them.

"Nothing I was just a question for someone so short you don't seem to ever seem to shut up" I bluntly comment. The guy looked like he was about to blow a fuse at this point. The other three were snickering at my comment which made his even worst.

"FUCK YOU BEAN POLE! SCREW YOU GUYS I'M GOING HOME" he shouts, walking (More like waddling away). His friends stayed with me as they watched him walk out of the park. Soon after they seem more welcoming to me once he left.

"Sorry about him, he was dropped as a baby" the black-haired male apologizes. "Anyway my name is Stan. The redhead is Kyle and the orange parka is Kenny. The one you just roasted is Eric but we call him by his last name Cartman."

"My name is (M/n), I moved into town with my parents a few weeks ago."'

The three guys decided to I was cool enough to tag along as they go to some coffee shop in town. So that is where we were heading while asking me random questions about myself. They were cool people, it's just they're stuck with Cartman. Poor fellas indeed.

Once we were in front of the coffee shop I notice it was called Tweek Bros. Coffeehouse. It a pretty clean on the outside, like it wouldn't stick out per se. I'm not a fan of coffee but I'm sure they have something I can drink in there. Time to go inside then. Yeah just as simple-looking but again clean and organized.

The menu did have a couple of teas they sounded good but the slight smell was giving me a slight headache. Well, that's not suspicious. Still, I decided to just get some water or something iced.

"ACK H-hi Stan, Ky-Kyle, and NGH Kenny" a sweet voice catches my attention. It was a boy around my age with greenish-blue eyes. He had fluffy blond hair everywhere, a logo apron and his green button shirt were messy.