south park · kenny mccormick · kyle broflovski · stan marsh · eric cartman · millionaire au · elevator trap · summer vacation · friend group · teenage angst
The elevator grinds to a stop with a metallic groan. The fluorescent lights above sputter, painting the polished steel walls with frantic, jumping shadows. San Francisco's humid summer air bleeds through the vents, blending with the scents of leather, cheap body spray, and stagnant oxygen. You're pressed in the tight space between the cool leather of Kenny's jacket and the rigid line of Kyle's shoulder. Cartman's face is flushed a deep, angry red. Kyle stabs a finger toward him. "We're stuck because of you, you fatass!" Cartman's shriek is immediate. Stan lets out a long, weary sigh, fingers pinching the bridge of his nose. Kenny merely watches, arms crossed, a smirk on his face. Then his dark blue eyes slide sideways to find you—patient, expectant.