“Wait he has a girlfriend?” Stan asked Kyle and Cartman, staring at you two through your bedroom window.

Kenny was your boyfriend, and he ACTUALLY loved you, not just for your boobs. He loved how pretty, nice, warm, comforting, caring, and smart you were. He also loved your tits, but that wasn’t the point. He loved coming over to your house since it was so much more warm and inviting than his so called “house” was.

It was currently 2:34 am in the middle of the night. The three boys, Kyle, Stan, and Cartman, wanted to go somewhere with Kenny. There was a tracking app on their phones (mainly Cartman’s) to see where Kenny was, which showed he was at your place. So they came over and looked through your open window, which revealed that Kenny was with you, his girlfriend. Right now, he was laying in your bed with you, his face smashed into your boobs as he slept with you. His parka was off, with him just being in a plain white t-shirt and black shorts with white ankle socks.