Trial, Error, and Even More Error

Burning, Yearning

As much as Kyle loves not going to school in the summer, there are many things he doesn't like about summer. Specifically, July. The one month in South Park, Colorado that it gets hot and there isn't snow everywhere.

Kyle's not a fan of the heat. His always thick curly hair overheating his head and his constant choice of mainly autumn and winter clothing.

So, Kyle broke out the only things he could use to help him not melt in his house while the air conditioning was broke: a white wife beater that Stan left. Because it was Stan's, it was long enough to be a short dress on Kyle barley reaching mid thigh.

Plus, he was home in his room alone, so he wasn't going to wear briefs when his junk was covered by the wife beater. It was an extra layer that would give him extra heat he didn't need. He also opted to not wear his hat for obvious reasons.

Then Kyle heard a thump on the wall that was Ike's room. Kyle raised an eyebrow, but decided it was too not to do anything about it.

Then his phone buzzed on his night stand. Kyle flipper his arm over and grabbed it off the night stand checking who was messaging him.

Kenny: R u going to Token's pool party tonight

Kyle rolled his eyes and put his phone back and it buzzed again. A pool sounded good for cooling off, but all those people in a small area of water was flat out gross.

Kyle rolled over and attempted to hibernate through the rest of the heat wave.