Literature
Camping
"Stan! Get your ass out here, we're going to be late!"
Kyle waited impatiently in Stan's doorway as his best friend got himself ready. Said Jewish boy heard his mom honking outside, which only made him even more eager to get going. His mom could be so god-damned annoying sometimes.
"Just my ass?" Stan smirked back, appearing at the bottom of the staircase. The raven was carrying a suitcase in one hand, a backpack slung over his shoulder, and a pair of black and white converse.
"Shut up smart ass." Kyle joked back, rolling his eyes and holding out a hand to help with his friends bags. "I'll take these to mom's car, get your shoes on already
