"So how long have you been hanging out with Kyle?" Wendy asked as she walked into Stan's room. "Huh? I haven't." Stan said, sitting his guitar down. "Oh don't give me that bullshit. Bebe already told me you both went to the movies together by accident. Now answer my question." Wendy frowned. Stan let out a sigh and patted the spot next to him. "Y'know that day I said I had to go talk to Clyde about football stuff? I actually went to go meet Kyle that day. We made up and have been hanging out since." Stan said and Wendy frowned deeply. "So you lied to me so you can hang out with our ex?"

"No I had to lie to you so I can make up with my best friend."

"Who also just happens to be your ex."

"Yes, I guess Wendy. I don't know what you want me to say."

"I want you to stop hanging out with him." Wendy said and Stan shook his head. "Sorry babe, but that's just not going to happen." Stan said, his anger quickly rising. "So you're really choosing your ex over your girlfriend?" Wendy asked in a huff. "No! Fuck, Wendy I'm not choosing anyone over anyone!" Stan yelled and Wendy seemed shocked. "I'm just trying to do what's best for us, why can't you see that?"Wendy asked, fake tears filling her eyes. "Well, I don't think that is what's best for us!" Stan huffed.

"But what about my feelings?"

"What about mine Wendy? This entire time it's just been you and my dad talking me down and making me feel like shit for dating Kyle, even though you both knew that I loved him! I still do! I don't know what the fuck is going on in your life right now Wendy, but I don't want to deal with it. You can't put this shit all on me and make me miserable! I was happy with Kyle, I don't know why I would allow you to get in my head and fuck it up." Stan said.

"So you're not happy with me?" Wendy asked. "No, no I'm not. I don't think I ever have been. Not in third grade, not in fourth, not in 6th. I'm not going to keep pretending like I am either. With everything you said I thought you could make me feel like I'm worth something, but now that I'm with you I don't even feel like anything" Stan said, standing up off of his bed. "How could you do this to me?" Wendy asked, now sobbing on his bed. "Me?! You ruined my chances with the person I loved most!" Wendy huffed, quickly grabbing her bag off of Stan's dresser, "Y'know what? Fine. But I wonder what your father will have to say about this. He'd be even more disappointed in you. Know that we aren't breaking up, I'm just leaving temporarily." She said. "Just know you getting out of my house is a win for me." Stan said and Wendy let out an angry screech, slapping him across the face before leaving.

Stan actually was kinda pleased with himself. He didn't get rid of Wendy permanently, but for now, he was okay. Smiling to himself as he removed his guitar from his bed and took out his phone.

Kyle- You wanna come over and have a movie night with Kenny and I tomorrow??

Stan- Yeah just don't get all couple-ey on me

Kyle- Oh yeah

Kyle- You wont have to worry about that

Kyle- We broke up

Immediately Stan pressed the call button, placing against his ear as he waited for Kyle to pick up. "Hey." "What do you mean you two broke up? What happened?" Stan asked. "I decided to end it because I knew Kenny was in love with Butters and I felt wrong for taking that away from them." Stan could hear movement in the background. "Are you okay though? I know you were really happy with him." Stan asked, grabbing his guitar again, lightly strumming. "I'll be okay, I loved him, but I wanted him to be happy. Are you happy with Wendy?" The question made him freeze. Stan knew the answer to the question, it wasn't hard to see. "No." Stan said, strumming the guitar again. "Then why do you stay with her?" Kyle's voice was gentle, like he was laying down. "I don't really know dude, maybe because I feel like if I break up with her I'll have nobody." Stan sighed. "You'll have me." Stan smiled at that. "That's true." He heard Kyle's tired chuckle and then he finally asked: "Are you playing your guitar?" Kyle always loved when he played his guitar. "Um, yeah. Just pulled it out an hour ago, decided to play a few songs." Stan said.

"Can you play our song?"

Stan chuckled, that was the first thing Kyle always asked when he heard Stan playing his guitar. "You sure you don't want me to teach you how to play?" Stan asked, he'd always try to encourage Kyle to pull out his guitar and play but the ginger would always again. "I'm sure, now play." Kyle said. "Are you sure? You sound tired." "I already said I'm sure, now play the song." Stan let out one final chuckled before he began to play 'Devil Town V2' by Cavetown. Stan had found the song and eventually showed it to Kyle, the boys sharing a mutual love for the song, not just the tune, but the lyrics. It felt like it was made for them. Soon it was a tradition to listen to the song whenever they rode somewhere together. It may have seemed stupid to others, but it was there song and they were fine with that.

Once had finished the song he heard slow clapping and a tired cheer. "All right I played for you now go to sleep." Stan said, putting his guitar inside it's case. "Yes sir." Kyle remarked sarcastically. "I'll stay on the phone with you if you want me too." Stan said, laying down in his own bed. "Do what you want.. Goodnight Stan." Kyle mumbled. "Goodnight Kyle."

Soon tired snores came from the other line Stan smiled. This was nice, he could stay like this for however long he had too. Just being friends with Kyle was enough for him.