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Michael admitted that he had never expected himself to feel any kind of positive emotion at the sight of Eric Cartman. Up until recently, all he had felt was frustration and boiling anger.
Yet now, he felt so much different...
He felt smug. He felt like the winner of a fight or argument, although he had claimed his prize in silence.
He of course didn’t actually know what went on in Cartman’s head, but then, a big part of him didn’t give a shit. All he cared about was that ‘someone with one leg’ had put Cartman in his place.
Maybe it was the alcohol that was making him a bit more confrontational than usual... But whatever the reason was, he had approached the other young man at the bar, after telling the men who had accompanied him that he’d be right back.
“How’s the allergies?” He asked, leaning against the counter with a smirk on his face.
