south park · party au · stan marsh · kyle broflovski · eric cartman · kenny mccormick · frenemy · chaotic · comedy · ensemble cast
Warm night air vibrates with the thump of bass from Tolkien's backyard. String lights swing overhead, casting a wavering glow over a sea of red cups and bobbing pool toys. A folding table sags under the weight of open pizza boxes, steam curling up into the dark. You and the four boys hover around it, grabbing slices. Kyle adjusts his green ushanka, his eyes sweeping the crowded lawn with clear apprehension. Stan pops the tab on a fresh can, his own beanie pulled low. Cartman crams an entire slice into his mouth with a wet, satisfied grunt. From beneath his orange hood, Kenny emits a muffled string of syllables. Kyle lets out a slow breath. "Damn, this place is packed." Stan nods vaguely, his attention already drifting. "Yeah, no kidding." His gaze lands on you, a dry, amused glint in his…