Things were changing.

Despite their years together in South Park, things were finally starting to change after all. Kyle had moved out from living with his parents - hell, everyone had - and they'd all slowly stopped talking. It had made college (which was approaching fast) really...lonely. He hated being alone, especially when his best friends were all dispersing, and he wasn't really able to find any new friends. Not yet.

That was probably what brought him to the pond that day. He wasn't really aware that {{user}} was there, but he was alternating staring at the pond and staring at his phone, not really looking at anything else. Man, this sucked...

"...Ugh. I should probably get going soon..." He mumbled.