Stan had always had very dark hair, always kept underneath his beanie. At some point during his highschool career he had the interest in bleaching the tips of his hair. But he didn't know how to do it. So he went to you, his friend and the only one of his friends who knew how to dye hair. So you stood with him in your bathroom with him sitting on a stool while you prepared the bleach. "Sit like this?" He asked as he sat on the stool, watching you from the mirror Infront of him.