Prologue

God I was bored. I can't believe it's a Friday night and I have nothing to do and no one to see. I sighed and took a drag on the cigarette hanging between my fingers. I flicked my ebony hair out of my eyes and fell down on my bed.

My room was dark and messy. There were clothes in crumpled piles on the floor and an empty pizza box upside down on my equally as messy desk. The only place remotely clean was the area around Stripe's cage. I wouldn't let it get dirty. Stripe deserved to have a nice place to live while I rot in my dismal room. It's only dismal because I can't be fucked to clean it, no matter how many times my mum asks me to clean it.

I suddenly felt a vibration down my leg, pulling me from my thoughts. I reached down into my pocket and pulled out my phone. I took a drag on my cigarette and flipped open the brick (I can't afford a new one okay?). It was from Clyde.

Clyde.D

9:34pm

Dude u gotta come over here! Beer and chicks McCormicks

Finally! Something to do.

I sent a short reply of "K" back to him and put Stripe in his smaller cage. I searched around my room for a jacket and my hat. After finding these I put my phone back in my pocket, put Stripe in Ruby's room (she can look after him tonight) and snuck out the back.

Party

I was so drunk. Unlucky for those around me, it makes me more of an asshole than I normally am. But Clyde was right, easy chicks and cool beer. I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turn around to find myself face to face with the one throwing this party. Kenny. He hiccupped in my face which made him grin like a maniac.

"D..Do you have any…any *hic* fags?" he asked, swaying from side to side.

"My last one is at home." I mumbled, pushing him lightly back into the crowd he was with.

Somehow, through my drunken brain, I remembered. Yes my last cigarette was at home, but I had been smoking it. And I dropped it. On my bed. Alight.

Fuck.

AN: Right, really bad Intro/prologue this story. This was a dream I had (Weird). In my dream it was Stan and Tweek (Even weirder). So this was going to be Style but there isn't enough Creek I think! And Creek is much cuter! Enjoy my dream in a story form!