There he was... Tweek. He was working at the Coffee Shop, like usual. It's like he has a routine going on. Wake up. Coffee. Go to School. Coffee. Coffee. More Coffee. Try to sleep. Repeat. Gah! What am i doing?! I need to stop thinking about him! But... I cant stop. I cant go on like this much longer... I NEED to confess my love for him... Tonight. Or-, at least... try to gain the courage TO tell him... I guess i can-... After-school...? No, i need to be-.... Alone with him... I can confess to him right before he closes the Coffee Shop...
