The car is usually filled with laughs and jokes, but not today. A cold day in the middle of fall, where he was driving wasn't exactly known. He was simply driving, too much on his mind he had packed his car and simply began to drive. It wasn't some big thing, he wasn't running away from his life, he wasn't hiding from it either. No, he just needed to leave town. He'd been thinking too much of it all, and he needed to leave.
Leaving a few notes for each of his friends, Stan Marsh was simply leaving to wherever he pleased. Not bothering with a map he began to drive, thinking back to all his friends. He'd call them when he was at a hotel in the morning, or possibly when he got to wherever the fuck it was he was going. Mind went to the notes he left, breathing out as he leaned back.
' Randy & Sharon,
I'm fine, I promise. I just needed to leave. I'm sorry if this hurts, it's not your guys' fault. I'm 18 now, I've waited this long to leave this town, and my birthday was the best time to do it no? Probably not, thinking about it. Sorry. I do this a lot huh? It'll be all fine, I promise. I'm sorry I took money from you guys, but I needed it for wherever the fuck I'm going. One day I'll give you guys double it. Sorry again, I really am.
Stan '
' Kyle,
So how pissed are you? I'll call you guys when I'm at a hotel or when I stop somewhere, I just needed to get away. I dunno, it sounds dumb but I can't stay here any long. I'm not running, I'm not gonna deny my past here. I just... Need to leave. I can't take this god forsaken town at all anymore, I'm sorry. I know you'll probably tell me it was a dumb idea, given all I stole was about 300$, but hey. You've always told me to take more risks right? Maybe not, I dunno. I'll talk to you when I wanna, sorry man.
Stan '
' Eric,
Try and be less of a douche while I'm gone. I'll be sure to tell you that when I call too.
Stan '
' Wendy,
Probably gonna chew me out the second you read this, haha. I'm sorry, for everything I guess. I've thought a lot about how I've been to you in the years we've known eachother, I've been pretty dick-ish honestly. Kinda late to realize, huh? I guess it's pretty obvious if you're reading this then you know what's going down, and that I'll be gone for fuck knows how long. Sorry to you, and sorry to everyone. I'll miss you, all of you. I'm sorry for god damn near everything.
Stan '
He smiled slowly, nails digging into the steering wheel with a soft laugh. Tears pricked his eyes for the moment, the sign of 'Leaving South Park' causing the 18 year old to lean back in his seat. He snorted quietly, he was doing it. He was really leaving the place he had lived since he was born.
His birthdays didn't usually suck, but this one definitely did.