THURSDAY
Stan was, confused.
First his stomach hurt like hell, then he started coughing up blood, and now it has something to do with his relationship with Wendy?
Not to mention his dad isn't willing to pay to go to the doctors unless it's 'something serious'.
So yeah, Stan had a drink.
Or two.
Kyle had begged him to quit before, and no one else even knew about his... habit.
But he still got hungover.
And now he was in the school bathroom, head practically in the toilet, emptying out his lunch. He couldn't even finish his conversation with Kyle before he had to run off in nausea and pain.
He didn't even know why he was throwing up.
Was it because of the alcohol? Or his weird new blood coughing thing? Or, was it because recently, he couldn't even hold a fucking conversation with Kyle without emptying his guts all over him?
Stan wiped his mouth and leaned back against the bathroom stall, not even bothered to close the door.
"Stan?"
Shit.
Stan walked out of the stall, expecting to find Kyle there, but instead the space was empty.
"Sta-an?"
Wendy.
Why he was disappointed to see his girlfriend instead of his bestfriend was a mystery.
He walked out of the bathroom, finding Wendy outside the door.
"Stan!"
Wendy went in for an (awkward) hug.
"Stan, I was so worried about you!"
Stan smiled nervously.
"Kyle told me about you getting sick, and ever since your trip to the nurse I've just been so worried,"
Kyle knew and he didn't come?
The pain in his chest suddenly grew, and the dark-haired boy suddenly started coughing again, this time managing to pull out a tissue.
This time the blood was accompanied by a leaf-like 'vegetable'.
What the fuck.
" Oh my god! Stan!" Wendy practically screamed.
"Dude, calm down."
" Stan!" Wendy whispered, "that was blood !"
Stan sighed, he had managed to forget to tell his own girlfriend about what was happening.
"Don't worry about it Wendy, I'm fine. " Stan answered. He sighed and attempted to walk away, but Wendy grabbed his wrist, being (unsurprisingly) much stronger than him.
"You are not fine."
Stan sighed.
"Wendy, I'm working on it, I'll be fine. Anyways, lunch is almost over, and Garrison is already up my ass for missing half of yesterday, c'mon."
It was Wendy's turn to sigh.
Stan felt someone tap his shoulder in the middle of the lesson.
Bebe.
The blond-haired girl had recently developed a distaste for Stan. Even when he and Wendy broke up, Bebe never really had anything against Stan, so he was... confused, to say the least.
She passed him a piece of paper, paired with a dirty look, not willing to say anything more than "Kyle."
He opened up the note.
--- sth is up w u. meet me in bathrom. come 5mins after i do
Oh.
"So?" Kyle asked, arms crossed.
His expression was simple, he was unhappy. Most would have thought he was pissed, but Stan knew him well enough to know it was mostly just worry.
"What?" Stan answered with a smile, knowing this would 'piss off' Kyle even more.
He was answered with an eye roll.
"What did the doctor say?"
Oh yeah.
The doctor.
"Um, I-It's nothing to worry about. The doctor said it would– it would go away in a while ."
Kyle looked relieved.
He put his hand on Stan's shoulder, making literal shivers sending shivers down his entire body.
"You sure?" he asked.
"Sure."
Kyle smiled, making Stan blush.
What?
Stan suddenly felt a very familiar wave of nausea.
The same kind he used to feel around Wendy.
"Um- Dude, I think I actually need a shit." Stan spoke, with an awkward laugh.
"Oh– yeah sure."
Kyle walked out of the bathroom.
He was so cute.
Shit.
Stan ran to the nearest stall, and emptied out his guts for the second time that day.
Twice in a day?
Thankfully not much blood was accompanied, it was just the normal kind of throw up that came around when he was near his crush.
Near his crush.
Near. His. Crush.
Shit.
I don't think I like Kyle
I shouldn't like Kyle.
Kyle likes girls.
I like girls.
I like Wendy.
Kyle is pretty.
Wendy is pretty.
Kyle has always been pretty.
This is stupid.
I'm gonna rip this out tmrw
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uh the MAJOR underage drinking is canon. it feels a bit weird to write fucking 11yr olds getting drunk, but it happened it the series, and canonically he never got better sooo 😬
the lil notes looked better in ao3 bc it was proper paper 🙄
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