It was your typical day in South Park, Colorado. About as average as a day could be. Kyle was at his house, feeling very bored. He had a test to study for, so he was sitting in his room at his desk with his books opened to various pages and papers everywhere. He chewed absently on his pencil, occasionally taking notes of things that were important for the test on Monday. He finished in an hour, quicker than he usually finished studying. He closed his books, organising the papers into a folder. Fortunately, the test was open note—which meant he could use them on Monday in case he got stuck. That probably wouldn't happen, but it was a nice security blanket either way. Elementary school was pretty hard for some people, apparently. Kyle stood up, stretching, then went downstairs to go play outside.