"So I told him that it was wrong, but he still put it on the slide!" Tweek shook his head at his partner for Bio, completely infuriated by the lack of care on the other students part. "Which means we're most likely going to-at best-get a C on the project."
Craig shook his head at the story, responding with a monotone. "No way."
"Yes way!" Tweek squeezed the book he was holding against his chest tighter. "He's gonna make my grade drop below an A if we get anything less than a C."
Craig continued with his heartfelt sympathy by responding with another monotone answer. "You poor thing."
Tweek nodded and let himself lean back against the return counter behind him, his shoulders moving with enthusiasm as he went on. "I know. It's like this guy doesn't even care, you should have seen the stuff I corrected without telling him."
Craig gave another shake of the head. "I really don't know how you cope."
"You're telling me! I mean this guy doesn't even have an excuse! His notes have everything right and-" Tweek stopped talking and immediately glared at Craig, his mouth dropping in offense. "You mocking asshole, you haven't even been paying attention to what I'm saying!"
Craig smiled at Tweek's sudden realization of reality. "The sad part is-" Craig leaned in to Tweek's bubble to whisper the depressing knowledge that. "-I have been paying attention." Backing away with a quick glance over Tweek's shoulder, finding he was getting an odd look from across the room.
Tweek gave no attention to the quick glancing and instead paid Craig a half-hearted hit to the chest. "I bet you can't even remember what his name is."
Craig looked away from the problemed onlooker and leaned closer than usual into Tweek, smiling down at his tutor as he said a sweet. "Guy that smells like beef jerky 24/7."
"Pft-" Tweek laughed and gave another swat to Craig's chest, shaking his head with an amused smile. Craig placed his hands on the counter behind Tweek, his face much closer to Tweek's in this position. "His name was Jeremy, but..." He gave another laugh before sighing out. "Yes, I did say that."
The two continued to chat with one another, something that shouldn't have been taking place in the library, but at the library's help desk of all places. But no one is going to step up to the duo. People in the library knew not to mouth off to Tweek. Especially since he has good ties with the librarians and the library aids here, but people also weren't about to complain about the noise coming from a 6 foot three bundle of threats and frowns.
It wouldn't matter if they got complaints anyways, the two were in their own little world as they joked back and forth about the strange things Tweek says during a tangent. The only thing taking away from the emersion of their space was Craig's consistent looking over Tweek's shoulder into the distance.
"What do you keep looking at?"
Craig looked back down to Tweek and smiled like the giddy troublemaker he is. "Don't look now, but ever since we started talking-" He gave another look over to the troubled friend as he leaned down to the tutor's ear, whispering. "Tolkien's been staring at us." His smile only growing as Tolkien's face scowled further from the new space taken up between Craig and Tweek.
Tweek watched Craig pull away with a confused moue. "So what? It's just Tolkien."
"You have to see his face." Craig kept his eyes on the seething student across the sea of book carts as he placed one of his hands on the tutor's waist. The resulting face scrunch being worth the odd touching as a small scoff of laughter fell from Craig's lips. "He looks like an idiot."
