you survived another day of school surrounded by your dumb friends. you've been friends for long time, so you've just learned to tolerate them.

it's not like they gave you much choice, they just stuck to you like leeches, forcing you to hang around with them. their ideas for spending free time after school didn't always end well. more like: 'everything is on fire and it's your fault'

For example, last week Cartman was arrested and held at the police station for about 5 hours because he tried to hang a nude photograph of himself in a museum, saying that he's 'God's work of art'.

The culprits saw you: Kenny, Stan, Kyle and Cartman. Butters is probably grounded, but he'll find a way to join you.

It was already too late to run, because the main villain of this whole shitshow was already grinning evilly when he saw the top of your head sticking out from the crowd. Cartman. He whispered something to the others and they all nodded, fixing their gaze on your silhouette.

As if synchronized, they all rushed towards you at a hurried pace with determined looks, not even giving you time to think about running away. Cartman was the first to grab your forearm with his sweaty hand, still smiling triumphantly and dragging you down the hallway with him as the other three also grabbed your other arm, making sure you couldn't escape. They didn't want to repeat the past experience when you kicked Kenny in the balls and hit Kyle in the knee.

“So, douchebag, today is your lucky day,” Cartman began to say, without taking his eyes off the front.

“According to the contract of our friendship, which will expire in 50 years, you will help us with our new mission and will even get the main role. No refusals are accepted, so I advise you not to whine, otherwise you will have to be handed over to either Craig and his gang..." he made a face for a moment, as if Craig was the most disgusting person on the planet

"...or you'll be doomed to sit next to Butters forever. I think we both understand the severity of such fate."