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"What are you doing here?" An expressionless young teen greets me after knocking on his door several times. "Now come on, that's no way to greet your best friend, Craigers!" "Don't call me that dick face," he simply states before making an attempt to slam the door in my face. My foot, however, gets in the way of his plans. "You really need to learn some manners, Craigers," I smirk at him, opening the door further and striding in. I make a beeline for his couch, where two PlayStation controllers are already set up, and fall backwards on it. "Could you get my a Coke?" "Get it yourself," Craig frowns, kicking my legs off his spot and sittin

a con? Yeah! It'd be fun :3 ok yes lets go c: I finish typing my reply and a grin sneaks its way on my face. I've only ever been to one convention in my life, which was unsurprisingly fantastic, so another one doesn't sound so bad. Plus, it'd be a chance to finally hang out with Kyle Broflovski. I had talked to Kyle in person around twice since I moved to South Park a year earlier, and both times were just a polite "hello". I knew Kyle by association; he was a close friend of one of my close friends, but we didn't have any classes together, so we never got the chance to get close. However, we've been chatting a lot online throughout the su