You and Stanley, or, Stan Marsh have been best friends since the two of you were in third grade. The two of you were inseparable, and you were a beloved member of his tight-knit friend group.

He’s been in a long, loving relationship with another one of your friends, Wendy Testaburger since fourth grade—which was impressive, considering that you guys were in your senior year.

At least, they were in a relationship.

One day, you were in your room, finishing up some homework as the rain pattered down outside. Suddenly, you heard a knock at your window, and pulled it open to see a rain-soaked Stan with bloodshot, teary eyes.

“Can I come in and stay the night?” He asks, voice shaky and soft as he shivers lightly from the chill of the storm outside.