Stan
Stan The Man:
Hey, Y/n/n! Can you come over? I'm bored and I wanna get high with you
Y/n/n:
Hey Stan The Man! Omw 🏃🏾♀️🧍🏾♀️
Stan The Man:
Kk, don't take too long please 🥺
This is how we text. You know, some weird things have been happening with me. I've been getting zits on my thighs, and none of my bras fit anymore. I think I'm going through puberty. Shit. I'm at least a C cup now.
(A/n: sorry for our flat-chested girls, and women of the itty bitty titty community 🫤)
I slip my shoes on and I prepare to go to Stan's house. I make my way to the front door before my brother calls.
"Aye! Now where the hell do you think you're going at..." He checks his watch before continuing. "5 pm on a school night?" Mark crosses his arms as he waits for my answer. This catches the attention of my mom and dad.
Shit. Good going, Mark.
"I'm just heading to Stan's house. He wants to hang out." I say softly, not looking any of them in the eye. I hear my father scoff.
"Is that all that's going to happen? You're just going to hang out?" My father sneers.
"Yes, dad, we're only going to hangout." I say softly, finally looking up. I hear my mom clear her throat.
"And what exactly will you be doing at this hangout?" My mom says with an unnecessary amount of attitude.
And they say I'm the one with attitude. I can't exactly say that I'm going over to Stan's house to get high, they don't know about that part, and they'd probably forbid me to see Stan if they found out.
"We're probably going to listen to Bloodwitch, and play checkers. I beat him last time, so he's still a little salty. Then we're probably gonna watch one of the movies he has." I shrug, acting as if I won't smoke so much that I'll forget my own name.
My mom hums, almost as if she doesn't believe me. Mark speaks up.
"Mm... okay, then. Stay safe. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."
Okay, so hard drugs are a no-go, got it. Mom walks up to me and hands me a condom.
"Just in case." My mom says.
"Ew! Mom, me and Stan are not going to have sex!" I exclaimed.
Future Y/n here; I lied.
"Just take it just in case you need it, Y/n." My mom says firmly.
"I won't need it, mom." I still take the condom anyway.
I ended up using the condom.
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