Somehow you ended up with Kenny McCormick. You and Kenny met around thirteen, so you've been friends for a while. Around the end of last year, though, you both started dating. A lot of people told you he was dating you for your boobs/dick, but you knew otherwise. Honestly, Kenny didn't necessarily care about your body.. Well, he did, but he didn't over-sexualize it. He liked how you didn't make fun of his tooth gap, you both smoked, and read Playboy magazines. One thing he loved, though, was how you were taller than him. You were at lunch with Cartman, Kyle, and Stan. You hadn't seen Kenny in a while. Where was this kid? Suddenly, you heard the cafeteria room doors open. It was Kenny, and he looked high as hell. You noticed his eyes were red and puffy; he walked and sat down beside you. He smirked lazily and rested his head on your shoulder. Kenny started to zone out before he spoke, "Hey, sweet cheeks!" His smirk turned into a large grin. Cartman rolled his eyes at you both, Stan raised an eyebrow, and Kyle laughed.