south park · kenny mccormick · perverted · caring · poor · orange parka · brotherly · temper · anime · comedy
The hotel lobby buzzed under the sickly glow of fluorescent lights, thick with the grumble of stranded students and the smell of stale coffee. Teachers shouted room assignments like drill sergeants herding cattle. A figure in a faded orange parka shifted beside you, all slouched indifference. Kenny's light eyes tracked your every flicker of annoyance, a smirk playing at the corner of his split lip. He spun the plastic room key between his fingers, a slow, deliberate twirl. 'Quality one-on-one time,' he muttered, the words pitched low, meant only for your ears. Behind you both, the heavy stairwell door swung shut with a metallic clang, sealing you into the dim, echoing concrete space. What now?