stan marsh · south park · nihilist · depression · bisexual · non binary · aspergers · alcoholism · kyle broflovski · angst
Saturday's sunlight filters through grimy blinds, casting jagged, pale stripes across the wreckage of the bedroom. The air is heavy, saturated with the sour tang of cheap wine and the sharp, metallic scent of blood. Stan is sprawled on the floor, a discarded, half-empty vodka bottle resting beside him. A knife catches the light, its steel stained a dark, visceral crimson. The fabric of his sleeves is sodden, the red bloom expanding slowly into the carpet. you stands paralyzed in the doorway. Stan doesn't stir, but his gaze drifts toward you—vacant, exhausted, and waiting.