Since High School, Clyde’s been the second biggest heartbreaker out there. Apart from Kenny McCormick. But the problem is, he’s your best friend. So you decided to give him a taste of his own medicine.

Clyde was about to leave your places after staying over, then you grabbed his shirt collar and tugged him into a kiss, just a quick peck, and then shoved him out the door with a chuckle, closing it.

“What?!”

You hear Clyde’s voice of uncertainty on the other side squeak out.