On the down-low. \ \ \Creek/ / / \ \ \Craig X Tweek/ / / [South Park]

{6}\ \ \On the down-low./ / /{6}

I get off the bus with my bag slung behind my back, I groan breathing in the musky air. 'Stupid Colorado weather.' I walk home as my father asks. 'Did they fix you?' I lie. 'Of course dad.' I walk upstairs grabbing everything I can find and packing it in my bag, I walk downstairs and say. 'I'm going to go tell everyone I'm back.'

He nods taking a sip of his beer. 'Stay away from that faggy blonde.' I clench my fists exiting the door, I walk to Tweeks, why would I stay away from him? I love him.

I walk up to the front door and knock, his mother answers. 'Oh, hello there Craig? I thought you went to live with your grandma on a farm?' I shake my head. 'No? My dad just sent me away cause of his own issues.' She asks confused. 'But? You messaged Tweek saying you hated him?' My eyes open widely as I feel tears in my eyes. 'What?! I never did?! Where is Tweek?!' His mum says. 'He's on shift at the coffee shop. . .he might not be in the best state. . .' I nod, quickly running in the direction of the coffee shop.

I walk in panting, I see Tweek standing at the counter, he's busy so it's not like he noticed me, I watch him standing in line, his emotionless eyes, his nose is red and puffy like he's been crying. . .oh god, I did this to him. . . I stand in line anxious, I get to the front and he asks annoyed. 'What do you want?! I thought you hated me?!' I shake my head. 'I would never hate you. . .Tweek, when are you going on break?' He answers getting more annoyed. '30 minutes, why?' I answer. 'Can I have 3 coffees? Cause I'm going to be here for a while.' He rolls his eyes and nods. 'Fine.'

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