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Wendy had absolutely insisted you go to her grand Halloween party, since if someone didn't show up, everyone would assume they were trick or treating. And that would ruin their high school life. You didn't care much about what people thought of you, but you showed up anyway, rocking a cool ghostface costume.

Now you walked through the loud house, partying monsters and gouls all over each other. Not one familiar face. That is, until you spotted a recognizable figure slumped over on the couch, gorging on chocolate by himself miserably. Eric Cartman.