"I'm taking you to Starks Pond." Michael said matter-of-factly as he gripped the steering wheel.
As we pulled up to the destination, I surveyed it. It was a tiny man made hole of water, with one single bench and a withering tree flanking it.
"So uh... this is it." He stated modestly.
"Nice..." I groaned.
"It's a shithole, but... we won't be bothered by anyone!" Michael hopped out of the vehicle.
We trudged through the dead and unmown grass to the bench and plopped down. Michael hugged me to his side, I squeezed his hand.
"I'm gonna sound like a total conformist right now, but let's exchange instagrams." He purred.
"Sounds good to me, you do sound like a conformist, but don't get caught up in the labels!" I chuckled.
He pulled his phone out of his pocket and placed it so we could both look at it.
He started scrolling through his account, showing many of his aesthetic posts.
Michael's instagram~~~
Username: x_tallgoth_boy_x
Posts and captions:
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🥀I wanna fucking tear you apart🥀🔪
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Just sad n shit idk~
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Smoke ~ a Goth Kids fanfiction
FanfictionChange was an uncommon occurrence in South Park. After a TV program by the same name had swept through the quiet mountain town, no one had strayed from their characters on the show, however the goth kids had. Once you arrive in the town, you are swe...
