p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"From the car, Kyle watched as you and Butters laughed and ran out of the front door, fighting over who was going to be in the front seat. "I already called front seat, you can't change that!" You laughed, pulling Butters back as he tried to get to the car before you. "Unless you're running to the door so you can be a gentleman and open the door for the lady, right?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Did you forget how to open doors now? It's a good thing I'm around then." Butters teased, as he opened the front door for you, before getting into the back seat. "Heya Kyle, thanks for the ride again, buddy!" He waved at the redhead from the back seat of the car. Butters took a few moments to realize Kyle had also put on a nicer shirt for this party, thankfully you had one he could wear or he would've felt silly./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Hey Butters, and y/n," Kyle greeted the both of you from the drivers seat of the car, not minding giving a ride for you two. Aside from Stan, you and Butters were also considered close friends of Kyle's. You weren't dicks to him, and didn't treat him like how Cartman did at all. "Sorry if you guys had to rush, Stan really isn't too good with planning things, apparently." He rolled his eyes, and started to drive the car in the direction of Tegridy Farms./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""You look like you're ready to party, hm?" You turned to Kyle's direction, seeing that he was also wearing a button-up that was an almost dark green color. "Looks like you're trying to impress someone." You decided to tease the boy, before sticking your tongue out and winking./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Me, impress someone?" He rolled his eyes, and scoffed, a slight smile edging the corner of his lips. "I don't know if I want to impress someone from one of Stan's parties. It's asking for trouble." He shook his head./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Who knows, maybe that homeschool girl Rebecca would be there," You smirked a little deviously, recalling the stories you'd heard about her. Apparently the two had shared their first together when they were younger, and ever since that first kiss, it just ignited a flame deep inside of her. That flame inside of her caused her to spiral out, and start to dress slutty, and go around kissing any other boy she possibly could./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""That is an example of a girl I don't want to meet at Stan's party." Kyle groaned as he recalled just how perfect Rebecca seemed for him at first, until that first kiss. "If she were like how she was before our first kiss, I wouldn't mind at all! But I do mind when you go around kissing other guys when you say you still want me."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Well you're to blame for that one, don't you think? She kissed you and things go south. Are you hiding some sort of powers, Kyle?" You raise a brow at him, questioning him now./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"The boy was at a loss for words, and seemed to be deep in thought about it for a few moments, before shaking his head and shrugging. "Look, I couldn't tell you exactly what happened there, or why a kiss flicked that switch for her. Maybe her parents sheltering her too much just made that one experience too exciting for her?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""She would've been a good employee for my business." Butters joined in on the conversation now. "She would've loved her job, I don't think she would've mind what kind of customers came for kisses. Those types of girls brought in the most customers, when they didn't make a disgusted face before kissing them. Always kept them coming back for more!"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Butters, that's prostitution and it's very illegal." Kyle reminded Butters, hoping he wasn't getting any sort of ideas again. He recalled just how much money Butters had made from selling kisses, and it went to his head. "Besides, guys aren't satisfied with just kisses now, they're going to be wanting much, much more."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Oh, I haven't heard the stories of this kissing business now." You seemed more interested in the conversation again. "Well Butters, if you were making a lot of money and know how to treat your employees, I might have to quit my job and come work for you, huh?" You placed a hand to your mouth and began to giggle at the thought./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""What?! No, that business is done. Besides, those girls sold so many kisses to so many different guys during their breaks, and I wouldn't want just random guys buying your kisses." Butters crossed his arms over his chest, and felt his cheeks start to grow warm. He didn't realize just how jealous he sounded. "W-well, what I meant to say was, I already had a full roster and didn't need anymore employees anyways. Not like it matters, I don't own it anymore!"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Well, I'm relieved that you're not a pimp anymore." You replied to a jealous Butters, and decided that it was absolutely time to change the conversation before anyone got even more riled up before the party had even started. "Speaking of girls... You're Stan's best friend, what's the real reason we're having this last minute party?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Before answering your question, Kyle inhaled deeply and gripped onto the steering wheel a little tighter. Oh yeah, he knew the real motive for the party. "I don't know how, but Stan figured out that Wendy and Tolkien are a thing now," he nervously shifted his gaze, and looked at you. "Of course, Stan being... well, himself... He figured that he needed to host a party to try and make her jealous if some girls started to hit on him, or something."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""And with that feuding that you guys have with Team Craig and all... Tolkien being part of that group, it's probably tearing Stan up on the inside, who knows what he's thinking." You sympathized slightly with the guy./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"He was never one who really knew how to handle heartbreak, but it was only a matter of time before Wendy found someone who was more mature. You knew without a doubt he was going to make a total ass out of himself at this party. The guy had qualitied about him that made him loveable, and others... not so much. His dependency on alcohol made it hard to keep up with him, and predict his next moves. Whenever life got too stressful, it was always resorting to a bottle of hard liquor, or sitting on his bed getting stoned. It was easier to forget about the tough, cruel world when you were either too drunk, or too high to think about it. Wendy on the other hand, was someone who aspired to go to school and achieve a higher education. Their futures conflicted far too much, and not to mention completely different lifestyle habits. There's only so much she could've put up with before it ended in failure./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Knowing Wendy, you were certain that she would've tried everything to get him out of his addictive habits. However, you also knew Stan, and how hard headed he could be sometimes. As sad as it was to think about; their adult lives could never work together. It was much easier in school when they didn't have to worry about responsibilities, but even in school you recall it being rocky at many different times. Not as rocky as Eric and Heidi's relationship, though. You had no idea how they managed to last as long as they did./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""What's on your mind?" Kyle spoke up now, noticing that you were trapped in your mind, deep in your own thoughts. "Worried that much about Stan trying to intentionally cause drama between Team Craig and us?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""I mean, sure that's a valid worry." You spoke up, before shaking your head slightly. "I just can't help but think about how the others will react. I know you're all tight with each other, and if Stan starts instigating the other group, Cartman will follow not too far behind to antagonize the others not even for Stan's sake, but because he hates them."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Well, Tolkien usually has been the one to try and calm things down, so maybe we won't have to worry about any fights today." Butters spoke a bit positively. "Or those other ladies could distract him, and he won't even have time to think about Wendy and her new relationship." He shrugged, seeing that outside the window, they were getting closer and closer to the farm./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""I don't even know how Stan thinks he's going to just get a bunch of random chicks to come over anyways," Kyle stated, himself personally not knowing that many girls in South Park that weren't in their previous classes. "If he's that determined, then I guess anything is possible, but..." His voice trailed off slightly, as the car came closer to the farm now. Cars were lined up in front of the house, including many different cars that were unidentifiable. "...Woah."/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Stan didn't say anything about bringing some, so I didn't assume so. I wonder if even he knows just how many people he invited." Kyle spoke as he put the car in park, and unbuckled his seatbelt. He opened the car door, stepping out and was met with the smell of weed in the air. Already?/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"You and Butters both got out of Kyle's car, and were greeted with the smell of weed in the air already as well. How long had the party been going on before you arrived? You guys didn't take that long, did you? The three of you made it up the front porch steps to the front door, before an already very high Stan stumbled through the screen door, and wrapped an arm around Kyle's shoulder?/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Kyle, buddy you made it!" Stan greeted with a wide smile across his lips. "C'mon dude, you haven't missed much. The party's just getting started, the chicks are already dancing on each other, it's sick!" he pointed to the inside of the house, eagerly wanting to get back inside where all the action was./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Without Kyle being able to get any response, he was dragged inside by an eager Stan, who couldn't wait just any longer. This left you and Butters outside the front door, just confused and shocked at how fast paced that whole interaction was./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Butters cleared his throat, before turning his full attention to you. "Look, y/n if you want to back out of this party and head on back home, I would understand." He realized just how intimidating this party seemed now, the amount of people, the pressure that having so many people around would've been. "I won't make you go in if you don't want to, you know?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"You turned, looking at Butters now. "I don't think we've been to a party this wild before, it would be fun to wind down, don't you think?" You cocked your head to the side, and smiled at Butters. "If it gets that bad, then we can always call it an early night! We definitely need to get our hands on some drinks though, let's unwind a bit and see where tonight takes us!"/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Did you forget how to open doors now? It's a good thing I'm around then." Butters teased, as he opened the front door for you, before getting into the back seat. "Heya Kyle, thanks for the ride again, buddy!" He waved at the redhead from the back seat of the car. Butters took a few moments to realize Kyle had also put on a nicer shirt for this party, thankfully you had one he could wear or he would've felt silly./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Hey Butters, and y/n," Kyle greeted the both of you from the drivers seat of the car, not minding giving a ride for you two. Aside from Stan, you and Butters were also considered close friends of Kyle's. You weren't dicks to him, and didn't treat him like how Cartman did at all. "Sorry if you guys had to rush, Stan really isn't too good with planning things, apparently." He rolled his eyes, and started to drive the car in the direction of Tegridy Farms./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""You look like you're ready to party, hm?" You turned to Kyle's direction, seeing that he was also wearing a button-up that was an almost dark green color. "Looks like you're trying to impress someone." You decided to tease the boy, before sticking your tongue out and winking./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Me, impress someone?" He rolled his eyes, and scoffed, a slight smile edging the corner of his lips. "I don't know if I want to impress someone from one of Stan's parties. It's asking for trouble." He shook his head./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Who knows, maybe that homeschool girl Rebecca would be there," You smirked a little deviously, recalling the stories you'd heard about her. Apparently the two had shared their first together when they were younger, and ever since that first kiss, it just ignited a flame deep inside of her. That flame inside of her caused her to spiral out, and start to dress slutty, and go around kissing any other boy she possibly could./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""That is an example of a girl I don't want to meet at Stan's party." Kyle groaned as he recalled just how perfect Rebecca seemed for him at first, until that first kiss. "If she were like how she was before our first kiss, I wouldn't mind at all! But I do mind when you go around kissing other guys when you say you still want me."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Well you're to blame for that one, don't you think? She kissed you and things go south. Are you hiding some sort of powers, Kyle?" You raise a brow at him, questioning him now./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"The boy was at a loss for words, and seemed to be deep in thought about it for a few moments, before shaking his head and shrugging. "Look, I couldn't tell you exactly what happened there, or why a kiss flicked that switch for her. Maybe her parents sheltering her too much just made that one experience too exciting for her?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""She would've been a good employee for my business." Butters joined in on the conversation now. "She would've loved her job, I don't think she would've mind what kind of customers came for kisses. Those types of girls brought in the most customers, when they didn't make a disgusted face before kissing them. Always kept them coming back for more!"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Butters, that's prostitution and it's very illegal." Kyle reminded Butters, hoping he wasn't getting any sort of ideas again. He recalled just how much money Butters had made from selling kisses, and it went to his head. "Besides, guys aren't satisfied with just kisses now, they're going to be wanting much, much more."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Oh, I haven't heard the stories of this kissing business now." You seemed more interested in the conversation again. "Well Butters, if you were making a lot of money and know how to treat your employees, I might have to quit my job and come work for you, huh?" You placed a hand to your mouth and began to giggle at the thought./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""What?! No, that business is done. Besides, those girls sold so many kisses to so many different guys during their breaks, and I wouldn't want just random guys buying your kisses." Butters crossed his arms over his chest, and felt his cheeks start to grow warm. He didn't realize just how jealous he sounded. "W-well, what I meant to say was, I already had a full roster and didn't need anymore employees anyways. Not like it matters, I don't own it anymore!"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Well, I'm relieved that you're not a pimp anymore." You replied to a jealous Butters, and decided that it was absolutely time to change the conversation before anyone got even more riled up before the party had even started. "Speaking of girls... You're Stan's best friend, what's the real reason we're having this last minute party?"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Before answering your question, Kyle inhaled deeply and gripped onto the steering wheel a little tighter. Oh yeah, he knew the real motive for the party. "I don't know how, but Stan figured out that Wendy and Tolkien are a thing now," he nervously shifted his gaze, and looked at you. "Of course, Stan being... well, himself... He figured that he needed to host a party to try and make her jealous if some girls started to hit on him, or something."/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Butters cleared his throat, before turning his full attention to you. "Look, y/n if you want to back out of this party and head on back home, I would understand." He realized just how intimidating this party seemed now, the amount of people, the pressure that having so many people around would've been. "I won't make you go in if you don't want to, you know?"/p
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