p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="6ca27c9a869685a24737e908889ce33b"Your smoke session with Stan lasted a few hours, as you both got in deep conversation about his emotions, and how he should try to regulate them in order to get over Wendy and her new relationship. Stan opening up to you made you feel like you two were on the right path now. However, after those hours had passed, he had to leave before it got too late. /p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="c7461f2d2a1f249f87ee506559d0a42b"You made your way back up to your room, and lit a candle in attempt to at least mask the smell of weed in your room. You knew it was almost a wasted effort, but you had to at least try to mask the smell somewhat. As you lit the candle, you saw a framed picture beside it, which was a picture of you and Butters holding up a 'peace' sign to the camera, smiling widely and your arm wrapped around the back of his neck trying to be on the same height level as him. /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="98141763d607ea6c90f534a23890be20"You felt a pain in your chest. It hurt so bad, that he didn't want to talk to you, allow you to clear things up and explain your side of the story from last night. Knowing you've hurt your best friend, it was eating you up on the inside, tearing you apart. You looked down at your phone, opening the messages between you and Butters, seeing that he still had not responded to your message from this morning./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="2f29219cbab453013f5c56bc331cfe1d"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Y/N:/span Hey buddy, I wasn't sure if you got my message this morning. I hope you're doing alright? Please call me!/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="9f0492b1160850c5be9ff71f7b3551b0"Double texting was something that you weren't used to, but something inside you was pulling you towards him, wanting to hear back from him, no matter what it was. He could yell at you for all you cared, but as long as you could see a response from him, it would put your mind and worries at ease. /p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="b2afe91134be16a552bd3c44e82580a3"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Y/N: /spanHey, Kyle... Have you seen Butters or heard from him since last night? /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="ae9a70deb2c8b64240f10d2f9502aa45"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Kyle/span ️span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;": /spanNo dude, I haven't seen him since the party last night. I don't know who he got a ride from, or if he'd even gotten a ride at all. /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="c9e973e6834108e81ac8babe70b967c8"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Y/N: /spanDo you think he's okay? I haven't heard from him at all today. I think he's ghosting me.../p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="b9c2287611186bb4a5bc41bdbf58e132"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Kyle/span ️span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;": /spanHe's not talking to you at all? That's weird. I'll see if I can get ahold of him. I'll let you know if I hear anything. /p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="6f4abae3a6db73e54a422e9e2da0cf12"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Kyle/span ️span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;": /spanOf course! Also, uh... I heard that Stan's car was at your house. Is everything okay? /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="9506b20806635bb2349374cf9cda9f1c"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Y/N:/span Wdym you heard that his car was here? Who told you that?/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="ff9a9b9d58636de3204616d3f3d692ec"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Kyle/span ️span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;": /spanWell, fatass mentioned it. He said something along the lines of 'Stan couldn't get enough last night, and went to your house'. /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="266f7d3d70d36df7a097b4749ab9584c"You frowned, seeing that Cartman was spreading around that he saw Stan's car parked at your house. What the hell would Butters think if he found out that Stan's car was spotted outside of your house? He wasn't talking to you, so it's not like you could even explain what he was doing there. Shit. This is how rumors spread. /p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="47863e3c9a919568c66c64c177e8318b"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Y/N: /spanNo. All we did was talk about what happened, and he apologized for his party. There's nothing going on between us, seriously./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="1900c437d8eb3138d4ff372a4b4a8969"Upset, you tossed your phone to your bed and rubbed the side of your head, trying to wrap your head around this new problem now. Why the hell did Cartman have to be... himself. There was never going to be peace if he continued to stick his nose in business that wasn't his. /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="148cc887702b4b8a3f017a9e0c6c40bc"Your eyes wandered up from your bed, seeing the board that had the polaroid pictures of you and your friends. Not only that, but the Hello Kitty keychain that Butters had won for you from the carnival. You reached out to the keychain, and pulled it off the corkboard. Delicately, you traced your fingertips against the small figure, recalling clearly how your day at the carnival had went that year. /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="ec01e00266d855ed04c0ec7ca83fe743"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Flashback:/span/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="908c6b494dd81b9de75203bded04136b"You guys were in elementary school, and Butters had invited you to the Spring Carnival that South Park was hosting. How were you going to turn down an invite from your best friend to go to the carnival?! Your mom was more than happy to give you two a ride down to the Spring Carnival, allowing you and Butters to go and play as many games as your hearts desired./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="2a2d7b4d27b9773d55ca76086d66d8ec""Yes ma'am!" Butters answered your mother, before grabbing your hand and pulling you over to the admissions gate. "Oh hamburgers, there's so many games and rides to choose from, I'm not sure where we should start." /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="b566fcedce1346a7ff052a112a892728""Well, we have all day to figure that part out, so let's not worry about it!" You giggled, and waited with him in line to enter through the gates. "Besides, I'm hoping we can at least win one prize to take home. I would love to have something to remember this day!" /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="f49879a556a7d9baa9120a352abab3d3""How about we see what different prizes the booths have, and we can try to win the one you like the best?" Butters suggested to you, knowing he didn't want to have you leave empty handed. He also didn't want you to leave with a crummy prize, either. It had to be something good, something that was memorable./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="30612b9a2ae67e2a6db149f23a8b17ff""Hey, this game looks like it'd be something that's easy to win! Besides, look at those Terrance and Philip dolls. We both love that show!" Butters pointed to the booth that had a cheap and quick setup, how hard would it be to throw balls in Jennifer's mouth? /p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="51a451cada725263744148c794852e9d""No dude, I know I can get one, watch me." Kyle spoke confidently, as he walked up closer to the booth. "How much to play?" He asked the man operating the booth, who smirked as he looked down at Kyle./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="b5a4b91b670b923edfd957fbcaa3fdd1""Five bucks will get you three balls! All you've gotta do is get those balls through Jennifer Love Hewitt's mouth, and you'll win a prize!" the booth operator spoke carefully, and vaguely. He was satisfied when Kyle easily forked over the five dollars, and handed him three balls in return. /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="d628b04074d4a535fc5b38b69482b305"You and Butters watched as Kyle seemed to get the balls so close to go through the hole in Jennifer's mouth, but they weren't fitting. You leaned over to Butters and tugged on his sleeve, seeming concerned now. "I think we should go and try a different game." You suggested./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="13b69b4962e8e045cca7b71839f82f14""Why sure! I know there's going to be other cool prizes around here somewhere, c'mon let's go find them!" Butters enthusiastically grabbed onto your hand again, leading you both down an aisle, looking between the different booth set up, trying to see the different prizes that they offered. /p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="7312cc9a1918518910229f26920d6e41""I'll catch up with you in a second, I've gotta' go say hi to my buddy at the little rodeo game over there, you remember Dougie?" Butters pointed to the rodeo game, where his friend was playing at./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="eb454ef7a7f7ce59ad71e1cfe880ac5f""Okay, yeah! I'll meet you there then," You smiled as he ran off to go meet up with Dougie at the rodeo game, and you headed over to the nearest lemonade stand. Thankfully, there were not that many people in line, so you shouldn't be there for too long. /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="5f058c18f3a537d435b8bcd145cac04a"Butters met up with Dougie, and they both exchanged 'hello' before Butters saw the prize lineup at the rodeo game. "Oh my god! It's a Hello Kitty charm! Dougie, can you race against me and lose on purpose so I get this prize?" Butters pleaded to his friend. /p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="2b94d68a9021b3a562e460183def95d3""Alright we have two racers now! Is there anyone else who'd like to join in on our horse race?" the booth operator spoke into a microphone, trying to engage the nearby people, trying to get them to join in on the race as well. "I'll give it five seconds before we close off the races and have it b race, count down starts now!" /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="95790dda923273af549391e0ffb43257""I'll play." A voice cracked, sliding a bill over to the game operator, securing his entry into the horse racing game now. "That prize is as good as mine." he smirked, glaring at the two boys who were wide eyed now, seeing that another player was joining them now, but of course it had to be a damn 6th grader./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="cd1f190b4347945359a3b91203da629e""H-hey there, fella I uh... I know you wanna' play and all too, but I would be really appreciative if you'd let me win the Hello Kitty charm." Butters gulped audibly, terrified that he had to talk to a 6th grader. They were always known to be so temperamental, and it was almost a lost cause every time that they were near./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="98ac1066bf2b1363aeb6813f988b41ec""Shut up and stop being a pussy." The 6th grader growled at the younger boys, before taking a seat in front of his racing horse. "Don't be a sore loser when you lose that gay charm to me." He teased, taunting Butters./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="74afd8564706f01714704e44e74d302b""Alrighty folks, we've got three players now, three players in the horse races! If any last participants are willing to join in before I close off entries, do so now!" The booth operator announced into the microphone. After a few seconds, the booth operator then turned back to the three boys that were in their respective seats, waiting for the game to start. "Okay boys, we've got three eager racers, all you've gotta do is roll the ball up into the slots with the most points, the more points you score, the faster your horse goes!" /p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="e46d14b49e8d1083578d584c4279ca5f"Butters stuck his tongue out as he concentrated, rolling the balls skillfully into each slot that had the higher scores, watching as his horse was taking the lead. However, he started to get too excited about it, and was starting to fumble with the balls, missing the slots or scoring in the lower numbers. This allowed for the 6th grader to catch up, and win the lead. Dougie was in last place, as he had already agreed to forfeit the race for Butters. /p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="2a1c9b2c7679ca81955865dbc41bc1f1""You three know the rules, don't let me waste your time any further, these horses are ready at the starting line!" The booth operator flipped the switch again. "Get ready... Get set... Go, go, go!" The switch was flicked to release the balls as they rolled down to the boys again. /p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="aef5312442ee182d355e31115c1be389""Oh boy! Y/N that sounds amazing!" Butters reached out as you handed him the drink you got for him. He took a sip from the lemonade, feeling refreshed already. "While you were gone, I went ahead and got you something to remember this day!" Butters flashed you a wide grin as he held out the cute little charm in his hand towards you./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="2a068025ad4abf7b95e4e00dc9f94d56"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Flashback Ended./span/p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="c7461f2d2a1f249f87ee506559d0a42b"You made your way back up to your room, and lit a candle in attempt to at least mask the smell of weed in your room. You knew it was almost a wasted effort, but you had to at least try to mask the smell somewhat. As you lit the candle, you saw a framed picture beside it, which was a picture of you and Butters holding up a 'peace' sign to the camera, smiling widely and your arm wrapped around the back of his neck trying to be on the same height level as him. /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="98141763d607ea6c90f534a23890be20"You felt a pain in your chest. It hurt so bad, that he didn't want to talk to you, allow you to clear things up and explain your side of the story from last night. Knowing you've hurt your best friend, it was eating you up on the inside, tearing you apart. You looked down at your phone, opening the messages between you and Butters, seeing that he still had not responded to your message from this morning./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="2f29219cbab453013f5c56bc331cfe1d"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Y/N:/span Hey buddy, I wasn't sure if you got my message this morning. I hope you're doing alright? Please call me!/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="9f0492b1160850c5be9ff71f7b3551b0"Double texting was something that you weren't used to, but something inside you was pulling you towards him, wanting to hear back from him, no matter what it was. He could yell at you for all you cared, but as long as you could see a response from him, it would put your mind and worries at ease. /p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="b2afe91134be16a552bd3c44e82580a3"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Y/N: /spanHey, Kyle... Have you seen Butters or heard from him since last night? /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="ae9a70deb2c8b64240f10d2f9502aa45"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Kyle/span ️span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;": /spanNo dude, I haven't seen him since the party last night. I don't know who he got a ride from, or if he'd even gotten a ride at all. /p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="b9c2287611186bb4a5bc41bdbf58e132"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Kyle/span ️span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;": /spanHe's not talking to you at all? That's weird. I'll see if I can get ahold of him. I'll let you know if I hear anything. /p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="6f4abae3a6db73e54a422e9e2da0cf12"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Kyle/span ️span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;": /spanOf course! Also, uh... I heard that Stan's car was at your house. Is everything okay? /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="9506b20806635bb2349374cf9cda9f1c"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Y/N:/span Wdym you heard that his car was here? Who told you that?/p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="266f7d3d70d36df7a097b4749ab9584c"You frowned, seeing that Cartman was spreading around that he saw Stan's car parked at your house. What the hell would Butters think if he found out that Stan's car was spotted outside of your house? He wasn't talking to you, so it's not like you could even explain what he was doing there. Shit. This is how rumors spread. /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="e21bb89b38f8936554d23c1628981a02"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Kyle/span ️span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;": /spanAre you guys.../p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="47863e3c9a919568c66c64c177e8318b"span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Y/N: /spanNo. All we did was talk about what happened, and he apologized for his party. There's nothing going on between us, seriously./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="1900c437d8eb3138d4ff372a4b4a8969"Upset, you tossed your phone to your bed and rubbed the side of your head, trying to wrap your head around this new problem now. Why the hell did Cartman have to be... himself. There was never going to be peace if he continued to stick his nose in business that wasn't his. /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="148cc887702b4b8a3f017a9e0c6c40bc"Your eyes wandered up from your bed, seeing the board that had the polaroid pictures of you and your friends. Not only that, but the Hello Kitty keychain that Butters had won for you from the carnival. You reached out to the keychain, and pulled it off the corkboard. Delicately, you traced your fingertips against the small figure, recalling clearly how your day at the carnival had went that year. /p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="908c6b494dd81b9de75203bded04136b"You guys were in elementary school, and Butters had invited you to the Spring Carnival that South Park was hosting. How were you going to turn down an invite from your best friend to go to the carnival?! Your mom was more than happy to give you two a ride down to the Spring Carnival, allowing you and Butters to go and play as many games as your hearts desired./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #222222;" data-p-id="2a2d7b4d27b9773d55ca76086d66d8ec""Yes ma'am!" Butters answered your mother, before grabbing your hand and pulling you over to the admissions gate. "Oh hamburgers, there's so many games and rides to choose from, I'm not sure where we should start." /p
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