Multiple people, multiple ways

Bothered (6)

"Stop it," I say.

Kenny rolls his eyes, keeping the door open.

"But I thought we were married," he says, fake hurt.

"Oh go fuck a duck," I say.

"First of all, that's illegal. Second of all, why would I fuck a duck?" He says.

I sigh and get in.

"Thank you," I say.

He smiles and closes the door behind us.

"Hi," Stan says, walking up to us.

"Hey Stan," I answer, waving.

"Is Butterfly coming?" Kenny asks.

"Way ahead of you, Ken," Butters says, closing the door again.

"Hi Leo," I say.

"Hey Ky. How was English?" Butters asks.

"I don't want to talk about it," I say.

Kenny laughs, putting an arm around me.

"Don't take, what Kenny says out of context," I say.

"Do you not want to talk about our love? I'm hurt," Kenny says.

I sigh.

"Don't you fucking dare," I say.

"I thought you were my wife," he says.

"You're an asshole," I say.

"But you love me! How dare you?" He asks.

"We had acting because that's a type of English and we had to make scenes. We did a proposal scene and he has called me his wife ever since. It's really pissing me off," I say.

"What can I say?" Kenny asks.

"You can SHUT THE FUCK UP," I say.

Kenny smirks.

"But where is the fun in that, My wife?" He asks.

"I hate your guts. You know that?" I ask.

"What a beautiful romance," Stan says, laughing.

"Run," I say.

"I don't think I will," Stan says.

I roll my eyes.

"Seven," I say.

"4847," Kenny says.

"Leo, you're officially the best person out of you three," I say.

"Thanks, Kyle," Butters says.

"Stan, now you've been promoted to, in my opinion, the best person," Kenny says.

"Thanks, you too," Stan.

"Do you wanna come over today?" I ask.