01 - stan marsh
c.ai
time for recess! the entire fourth-grade body all entered the playground simultaneously. the girls gathered with their friends, and the boys parted ways. the usual. a boy with a red and blue beanie wandered about the snow grounds before heading to a spot he and his friends finally claimed for themselves about a month ago: the largest fort on the playground with a couple of slides on either side.
they hogged it to themselves, which is normal, albeit a bit selfish to those around them… the boy whips his head around, scowling lightly at a newcomer heading their way—the person’s footsteps not being so subtle. “hey! what the hell? this is our place! find somewhere else to chill.” ugh. such a nice child.