SP Fanfic-Not Done-No Name Yet by Meytomi, literature
Literature
SP Fanfic-Not Done-No Name Yet
There was nothing to do in this scenario except lean against the brick wall, cross her arms, and watch. Meytomi watched as Kyle held Christophe in his arms, and cried into his bloody chest. Stan tried comforting the Jew, but Kyle had paid no mind to him. Meytomi hung her head down and let her bangs shadow over her eyes. What the hell had Cartmen done?
Finally, as it started to rain, hot tears of salt ran down her cheeks, it burned, along with the stinging cold wind. Stan turned toward Meytomi, who's head was hung down, arms crossed, shoulders shaking, and tears were falling onto the ground as she stood there, still, leaned up against the b
SP Fanfic-Not Done-No Name Yet by Meytomi, literature
Literature
SP Fanfic-Not Done-No Name Yet
There was nothing to do in this scenario except lean against the brick wall, cross her arms, and watch. Meytomi watched as Kyle held Christophe in his arms, and cried into his bloody chest. Stan tried comforting the Jew, but Kyle had paid no mind to him. Meytomi hung her head down and let her bangs shadow over her eyes. What the hell had Cartmen done?
Finally, as it started to rain, hot tears of salt ran down her cheeks, it burned, along with the stinging cold wind. Stan turned toward Meytomi, who's head was hung down, arms crossed, shoulders shaking, and tears were falling onto the ground as she stood there, still, leaned up against the b