Craig's POV
Ugh. It's been a long and tiring day at work... I feel like I should go back to school and get my PhD. So I can apply for a grant to conduct my own research... I need to think over that. Maybe talk about it with Kenny. Who is waiting for me at front of my building. I honk at him and he runs toward my car to get inside of it.
"Sup dude!" Kenny greets me with a cheerful voice and a big grin, "how was your day?"
"Meh" I answer quickly, feeling a bit out of it. "Honestly, I don't know why I didn't go straight for a master. After I got my bachelor. Now it's going to take me forever to get a PhD"
"I told you. But you didn't want to listen to me." Kenny says while making himself comfortable, leaning back on the leather seat, and right elbow on the window frame. "If you want to get a PhD you better start working on your master like... Right now"
"I know... This sucks. I don't know why I didn't go for it" I sigh as I pull into the garage, drive to my parking stop, turn off the car, and we get out. "It won't be bad... Right?"
"I mean... 2 years for a master.. then work on thesis for PhD... After you get accepted, you got like.. 5 and 1/2 more years to go." Kenny works as counselor at the local South Park college. He knows some stuff. That's why I talk to him. "You're 25 now... If things go smoothly you can get your PhD when you're 32-33"
I listen to him rambling while we make our way to the entrance of the building. I take out my key card and scan it. I keep listening to Kenny mumbling and planing for my education guide line throughout the ride in the elevator. Then he continues as we walk to my apartment. When we got inside he goes:
"...Yup. that's pretty much it." He concludes while taking off his orange parka.
I rub my forehead and temper. That was a lot of information to take in. I need a cigarette.
"I need a cigarette" I say to Kenny as I walk to my room to change into something more comfortable. I come out and see Kenny opening two Heineken. He passes one to me and we tap the tip for a toast to nothing before we start drinking. "Come let's go on the balcony"
I grab my baby blue American Spirit and Kenny follows me to the balcony. We sit down on the recliner chairs and stare at the horizon. We don't talk for a while. Just taking in the view and decompressing our brains. Then Kenny breaks the silence by asking:
"Did you talk to Tweek about it?"
"Not yet. I mean.. the thought of going back to school just came to me today. So you're the first and only one that knows about it" I lean my head back, bring the cigarette into my mouth, light it, and throw the lighter somewhere on the small table. I inhale the smoke then exhale. I turn to Kenny and say, "I'm sure he won't mind. It's my life and future we're talking about"
"Yeah. Well. Have you ever had a long distance relationship?" Kenny asks while lifting a brow at me.
"Ok. Let's change the subject. I just want to chill" I quickly answer him because I am getting a migraine.
"Sure, dude, whatever you want"
Tweek's POV
I decided to close at 9 so I could go back home to take a shower and get ready. After that I drove straight there Splash. It's a gay bar opened last year and it's pretty neat. I went there a couple of times with Kenny.. he loves that place.. because he knows the owners so he gets VIP treatment.
There no much to describe the interior of this place. It's definitely not a dive bar. It's classy and glamorous. It's clean and has a lot of cute guys hanging there. I park my car and look myself in the rearview mirror. I think I look pretty good. I step outside the car feeling all confident and start walking toward the entrance.
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Craig x Tweek [ Chantaje - COMPLETED]
FanfictionChantaje means "blackmail" in Spanish Craig (25) has always been an asshole toward his childhood friend Tweek (25). Their constant bickering and pointless argument are the only things that keep them close. But later on... Tweek seems to have an uppe...