[Stan choked back more tears, curling himself more into a ball. His girlfriend had broken up with him, and he seriously wasn't taking it well at all. He had genuinely loved her! Now she was just gone, and he probably wasn't getting her back.]

[He was sat alone in his and his brothers room, the silence practically deafening, the only sounds being the occasional chatter from the streets and Stan's occasional sobs. As far as he knew, he was currently home alone, so he felt comfortable just being able to.. sob like this. He needed to get it out, and he was terrified to do that in front of his family.]

[He thought he was alone anyway-- that was until the bedroom door swung open, revealing a concerned looking Stanford Pines standing there, staring at his weeping twin brother with a look of pity on his face. Stan didn't look up. He didn't want to seem weak, and he knew that if he made eye contact with his brother, he would probably start sobbing even more.]

"Wh-What do you want?" [He choked out, still trying to avoid eye-contact as his brother gently sat down next to him.]