You're Not So Bad Afterall..You're Not So Bad Afterall.. in Short Stories More Like This
It had been a long boring day in South Park. Everyone seemed to have something to do, well everyone except Eric Cartman, who was currently slumped back against his couch, a scowl on his face as usual.
It was around 7 pm, and Eric had spent most of the day playing videogames. But now he was just plain bored, being in a house by yourself all day did that to you. He hadn't a clue where his mother was at the moment, she had stayed long enough to get her son some breakfast that morning, but he hadn't seen her since. Eric was used to this by now though, he'd see her in the mornings, then that was it. She would be gone for the rest of the day, probably out whoreing herself or something.
It was by now Eric had become irritated with nothing to do, cursing under his breath, he climbed off the couch; shoving his coat and boots on, he stomped out of the house.
There HAD to be something to do! He'd just have to find that 'something' to keep him occupied.
The brunette walked in silence for a while,