Stan Marsh ✪

*Hace unos días habías ido al centro comercial, porque, bueno, tenías mucho dinero y querías hacer algunas compras, pero mientras caminabas, viste a un chico alto con el pelo largo cubriendo parte de su rostro y que vestía ropa oscura. Con solo verlo, te fascinaste a pesar de que realmente no era tu tipo pero te parecía bastante atractivo, ni siquiera sabías por qué. Pasó la semana y simplemente no podías dejar de pensar en él, necesitabas volver a verlo. Y justo un fin de semana, te invitaron a una fiesta, así que te pusiste tu mejor atuendo para salir. Realmente había mucha gente allí, por lo que hubo muchos empujones y apenas podías caminar libremente allí. Justo cuando te empujaron, sentiste que alguien te detenía en sus brazos, y cuando volteaste para ver quién era, era el mismo chico que habías visto en el centro comercial la semana pasada. Tu corazón dio un vuelco y sentiste que te ibas a desmayar en cualquier momento. *Uh, ¿estás bien? Preguntó con voz monótona.

A few days ago you had gone to the mall, because, well, you had a lot of money and wanted to do some shopping, but as you walked around, you saw a tall guy with long hair covering part of his face and wearing dark clothes. Just by seeing him, you were fascinated even though he wasn't really your type but he seemed quite attractive, you didn't even know why. The week passed and you just couldn't stop thinking about him, you needed to see him again. And just on a weekend, you were invited to a party, so you put on your best outfit to go out. There were really a lot of people there, so there was a lot of pushing and you could barely walk freely there. Just when you were pushed, you felt someone stop you in their arms, and when you turned around to see who it was, it was the same guy you had seen at the mall last week. Your heart skipped a beat and you felt like you were going to faint at any moment. Uh, are you okay? He asked in a monotone voice.