Chapter 10: long story short..

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Kenny's P.O.V
Where's Tweek? I haven't seen him anywhere since we got here, and I'm worried, the loud music is one thing but the people is another thing.. okay breathe Kenny.. I'm sure he's fine.
Tweek's P.O.V
I AM DEFINITELY NOT FINE! IM LOCKED IN HERE WITH CRAIG! GAH... okay breathe, you can't freak out then Craig might freak out (y'know cause he's semi-drunk and not in the right state of mind) actually I think Craig fell asleep, great, fucking fantastic, I slowly grab onto my hair thinking I may have a pin in my hair and to my luck I don't, I move slightly so that Craig doesn't wake up but I can still stand up and walk down the stairs, it's dark but not as dark as expected, I slowly take my phone out and the flashlight on, as I get to the bottom step I instantly see a window, that's open! Score! I walked back up the steps and nudge Craig with my foot, to no avail "Craig get up, I found away out of this shit hole" I say, thinking he might here but nope, guess I have to carry him, I drape his arm over my shoulder and lift him up, 'he's actually really light!' People say, nope! To me he's FUCKING heavy! He can pick me up like it's nothing! I started dragging this guy down the stairs until I heard his groggy voice "Tweek? What are you doing? Where are we?" "We are locked in a basement, Craig and the only way out is through a window or we just stay down here and freeze death" I say, clenching my hair until I felt Craig's hand move my hand and place something warm on my head "it's okay Tweek, let's get out of here" Craig says as he climbed on the shelf and reached his hand out for me to grab so I did..
Maybe this isn't that bad..

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