Teenage Dirtbag -South Park Creek

Lovesick idiots

[Craigs P.o.V]

I pulled into Tweek's driveway and got out of my truck. I walked into his house because he said you can do that. Just walk into his house without knocking. Which you wouldn't think because of his anxiety? I don't know he's a weird guy.

I walked in and yelled his name and he yelled back he would be a minute so I sat down on the couch and waited for him. I saw his mom making coffee in the kitchen And I prayed to my lord and savior, Carrie Underwood, that she wouldn't try and talk to me.

Thankfully she didn't and like he said, just a minute or two later he came out of his room and he walked down most of the stairs

"Ready!" He said enthusiastically

"No, no, no. Tweek you are not wearing that"

"What?"

He had a mask and yellow gloves on. He wore big chunky yellow boots and had a can of disinfectant spray in each hand.

"Is it my jeans?"

I raised one eye brow and eyed him up and down

"Yeah Tweek, it's the jeans" I told him

"Okay look, the virus has been spreading a lot, Man! I can't risk catching it!"

He then waddled down the rest of the stairs in his big dumb boots and I shook my head and smiled. He's such a big dork.

"Tweek, only the elderly and really young people die from the Virus Okay?" I try to explain using logic

"Then why are they closing everything down?"

"Because they don't want big crowds because old people and people with really bad immune systems die if they catch it from a healthy person."

He just stared at me with those big brown eyes of his. I realized this wasn't going anywhere and he wasn't hurting anyone by wearing some dumb mask.

I rolled my eyes and smiled.

"Let's just get in the car"

"It's a truck" he corrected

"Whatever"

We finally got to Stan's. The car ride was a lot of joking around and singing, honestly. I'm really starting to get attached to him. The more time I spend with him, the more I like him. This is the fastest I've ever fallen for someone. It's weird? I mean I've only liked him for like a month and a half? I don't know I guess I'm just really lonely since Kenny fucked my cousin.

We stepped inside Stan's house and it instantly reeked of booze and weed. Oh and there was so. Much. Juul smoke. It kinda burned my eyes, but I quickly adjusted to the cotton candy flavored nicotine. My eyes still watered though.

"Yo!" Clyde ran over to us once we walked in "How y'all hangin up?"

"Hi Clyde! I'm good how about you?" Tweek told Clyde

"Dude what are you-?" Clyde busted out laughing "guys! Look at what Tweek's wearing!"

Clyde swept Tweek away from me and to a big group of guys that were all taller than me. Who the fuck were those guys?

I don't know but what I do I know is that Clyde and Tweek left me all alone. I have no clue where Token and Jimmy are and I sure as hell ain't gonna go look. I mean yeah I've been in this house a lot but there's so many people here and I'd just be wandering around like a dumbass.

I stopped standing and took off my jacket. I put in on the coat hanger and started walking toward the kitchen. Beer has to be in there somewhere right? I mean it's a kitchen.