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----Kyle's pov---

Stan started to lean closer to me. Normally, I'd be thrilled, but right now he's drunk. He can't even tell I'm a guy. I can't do anything while he's drunk, what if he doesn't remember?

Then he pulls away and turns, and there stands the one and only:

Kenny.

"I know you're super best friends, but this is a little far," Kenny says chuckling.

Stan gives a puzzled look, then he turns back to me, "What?"

"Okay, so let's introduce you two, Kyle, Stan, Stan, Kyle," Kenny says motioning between us.

I feel my face heat up even more, "Kyle?" Stan says looking even more puzzled, "Y-You're a dude."

Kenny laughs, "Yes, yes he is. Glad you noticed. He's also mine," Kenny steps forward and pulls me towards him.

Stan stares at Kenny, then at me, then at Kenny, "Oh my God, I'm sorry," he slurs out backing away, to probably go get a beer.

Kenny laughs as I sigh, "Thanks Ken. That was... A thing," I say shaking my head.

"Yeah, yeah it was. I'm surprised he doesn't remember who you are though," he says removing his arm from my waist.

I nod my head. I hadn't really thought about that. It was depressing, and honestly I was done with this party.

"Ken, I think I'm going to go home," I tell him. He nods and smiles.

"Have a good night," he says walking back over to a group of people calling his name. I sigh and head out.

On my way out, I pick my hat up off the floor where Stan dropped it.