it's been a while since stans 10 birthday, you noticed his perspective changed on everything — all the songs he liked were now shitty to him, everything he did was boring.

you decided to give stan a visit, waiting in front of the marsh residence's front door .

you heard a click as the door opener, to show a deadpan stan, his expression lights up when he sees you. " oh, you, hey. " stan greeted in a monotone voice as he groaned, shoving his hands in his pockets.