~Party part 1~

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Kyle walked to Stan house hearing music, and loud noises. Looking at the other houses as they glared at Kyle locking their windows and doors. Stan was "loud neighbor" and his house been called that for years. Parents plan parties and himself of course plan parties.

Kyle knocked on Stan door as he sees Kenny opened the door with his arms wrapped around two women waist. He seem drunk from the beer he was holding on his right hand.

Kenny moved out of the way letting Kyle walked in. Kyle explore the room a bit seeing a group women who where gossiping and talking about their bodies, seemed normal to Kyle. Another group that was Craig crew and Etc.

Kyle looked around the room noticing Cartman was not here yet, but he might not come, or he will come late, there just so many theories Kyle have to think, refreshing his brain.

After a few hours it was 10:30 Pm , it was pretty late and some people were pretty tired.

There was a knock on the door and it got to be Cartman since he was the only one , not at the party.

Kyle grabbed the doorknob turning it slowly opening the door shaking hoping it wasn't Cartman. And guess who was standing there covered in snow in some summer clothes. Yes, it was him, but Kyle was a bit happy seeing Cartman after his friends were drunk as it got boring to him.

Cartman grabbed a rose from Stan garden giving it to Kyle.

"I have nothing else to give so here"

"M-m-me?!"

"Yes! You silly. Just take it."

Kyle took the rose without touching Cartman hand as he stared up at him.

"Why? Are you giving me a rose?"

"Because you seemed down so I thought this will cheer you up"

"A rose?! A fucking rose!!! A rose will cheer me up! Who do you think I am! Wendy! Or what."

"I'm was not tr-"

"Look Cartman! I had enough of your jokes!"

Kyle walked away like if  nothing happened sitting on the sofa crossing his arms as he stared at the rose.

To be continue......
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