♡ - 『 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 move into South Park, you expect everything to be horrible. Luckily, you find comfort in your new friend group. Despite their warnings about Craig Tucker and his gang, you still managed to befriend...
(A/N): I'm back with chapter 2!! Rushed + cringe, not proofread!
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It was already Tuesday, and your mother has, once again, left for work. She left you some money on the kitchen counter in case you wanna explore some of the shops there. You kept that in mind.
The moment you confirmed you were home alone, you sat at the computer, playing video games, like you usually do. It was only 8 AM, what else could you do? You woke up too early, much to your demise. So you figured you could play for a couple of hours.
After a long while of playing, you stood up, legs feeling a little numb from your position on the chair. You ignored the feeling, way too hungry to care. You walked to the kitchen, checking the cupboards only to see that you had absolutely no food there. You sighed, shaking your head with furrowed brows. If only your mother had bought something, to show you that she at least cares enough to get you food. You decided you could take a walk around town, and while you're at it, buy some snacks.
You quickly changed, since you were still in your comfortable pjs. You grabbed a jacket, struggling to put it on while you grabbed the money from the kitchen counter. You were glad that she at least left you enough to get something proper to your liking...
You bolted out the door, not bothering to lock it. You looked at the snow covering the ground, feeling the cold breeze hit your exposed skin. You sighed to yourself, walking away and onto the sidewalk.
Thinking back... How were your old friends doing? Did they care? Did they want you back? Or did they not mind it, did they just move on and forget about you? You narrowed your eyes, lost in thought and looking down to your feet. They promised they'd call you, yet it's been two days already. You haven't heard the phone ring once! Maybe they were busy, and they'd for sure call some time later. They would, wouldn't they? Your pace quickened, looking ahead.
After some time walking, you stopped and looked at a random store, deciding you could buy some snacks from there. You entered the store, hearing the jingle of some bells attached just above the door. You looked around, taking in the surroundings. There wasn't anybody inside, just you and the cashier who seemed to be a grumpy old man. You didn't pay much attention to it.
You walked around the shelves and noticed your favourite chips. You're glad they had them here! You quickly picked one of the bags up, although you were lost in thought. Should you really eat snacks for breakfast? You thought for a while more, and decided you'd just buy the chips and eat them as it is. You walked around, seeing various snacks, even some of your favourites. Maybe it wasn't so bad here, was it? You could live in here. For a few months, atleast...
You heard the jingle of the bells again, turning your head to look at who could've entered the store. You didn't know anyone here, sure, but you could take a look, couldn't you?
