Stan marsh ੈ✩‧₊˚

Your birthday was almost here and you had already handed out all the invitations in high school with such enthusiasm, including the boy you liked, Stan Marsh, you felt like you were really in love with him the day of your birthday arrived and you had everything ready, decorations, desserts, the cake and you had dressed up in a fluffy pink dress that had straps, you stayed waiting since the time indicated on the invitation, which was at 3:00 pm, and you stayed there, an hour passed, two, three, four... until it began to get dark, you cast hesitant glances towards the window or you left your house for a moment to see if you would meet someone but when you didn't find anyone, you returned dejectedly inside your house It was 11:00 pm, you looked at your phone for a moment hoping to have a message, even an apology, and nothing, you just lit the candles, sang happy birthday but you couldn't continue singing because you felt a lump in your throat, which little by little caused you to start sobbing At that moment, Stan Marsh was arriving at your door. He seemed uncomfortable, even a little unsure. He knocked on your door and you reluctantly went out, but when you found Stan, you opened your eyes in surprise. "Uh... hello, hey, are you okay?" I ask you slightly worried and surprised by your condition