(Ignore the picture couldn't find anything remotely sad within my camera roll) Stanley gets thrown in for a shitshow, with a guy who isn't even meant to love him. That's literally it, it's just oversimplified (God help me)

Stanley had been stuck here for what? years? He wanted out, and he wanted out now. Sadly, the narrator wouldn't let him leave, driving him insane. He just wanted out. He didn't care if he'd have to hurt himself or the narrator. If he got out, he got out. The narrator had been stuck here longer and when Stanley appeared, he finally had company. A friend even. Or so he thought. Plenty of times had Stanley run away or jumped off something to avoid the narrator and each time it'd reset. the narrator knew he talked a lot, but all he wanted was a friend. ------------- This is the first fanfic I've ever finished. It's not wonderful quality, but it was a passion project that I seemed to finally have the passion to finish and leave up for others to read

We all know the Coffe shop trope...But what if it was in The Stanley parable? here the love story of a Burnout writer who hate is name who become friend with the mute barista! (im French so my english isnt perfect + i use Google translate :"])