⫷✧''Rough mornings, hot topics''✧⫸

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  ⊣ Tweeks POV ⊢

I was walking through the crowded hallway of the new school with my thermos, my hands wrapping around the container cautiously, taking comfort in the warmth it provided me. The hallways seemed to stretch out as I anxiously tried to find my way through the swarm of students, I was almost at my destination when someone slammed into me full force knocking us both down.

I looked up at the person with fear evident in my eyes, only for them to widen at the sight before me. A tall boy with jet black hair topped with a blue chullo hat had tripped and fell on top of me, his face was pretty roughed up and he looked furious but blank at the same time. My terror quickly changed to concern, I sat up with the taller boy still on my chest and pushed him away carefully as to not hurt him further.

"Nnngh- oh my god, I am so sorry are you okay?! you look really beat up, hold on, I have a first aid kit in my bag" I continued to ramble about how hurt the boy looked and how sorry I was for being in the way as I got out some bandages from my bag. "I'm fine really, just fatass being a dick," he said in a monotone voice as I anxiously dragged myself back to him "n-no your not! you have bruises everywhere, what were you even doing to get this hurt, um-" got cut off by the blue-clad boy "-Craig" didn't take me long to realise that that was his name and start my lecture again "- Craig, I-It's hard to understand how someone could end up hurting themselves so much- arm please". Craig just blankly stared at me as he held out his injured and slightly bleeding arm, I glanced up at him while I was tending to his arms "u-um, are you okay?" I said grabbing out a plaster with practised ease while still looking at him, he had a rather large fist-shaped bruise on his face that I don't think he would take pleasure in looking at. I also took out a small bandaid for a cut on his nose that was bleeding, Craig just sat there patiently, staring at me with lack of emotion in his face.

I cupped his uninjured cheek and tilted his head to get a good look at the bruise, too entranced in helping with the blue boy's injuries to notice where we were, I carefully stuck the plaster on top of it and moved on to the cut. The blood from it was dripping off his cheek by now so I wiped most of it off with my sleeve and placed the bandaid on. 

I quickly zoned out of my daze and jolted and twitched nervously at the people staring at me with different looks, my breathing caught in my throat as the undecipherable whispering caught up to my ears but played it off as best as I could and stood up holding my hand up for Craig to take. I felt the warm touch of his hand and hoisted him up to his feet "u-um sorry abo-out that, I'm Tw-" I tried to speak but, once again, got interrupted.

"OI Craig! I'm not done with you yet, get back here!!" a whiney voice screamed from down the hall if I wasn't angry before, knowing who the person that was targeting Craig pissed me off right now.

The blue-clad boy's eyes flickered with annoyance and I think everyone could see it, but for me, I plastered on my most excited expression I could muster up and turned to face the direction the voice came from and calmly started walking passed the kids that were now standing against the lockers forming a path to the kid I was getting to.

(Story is now edited, also, you cannot convince me that Tweek doesn't have at least a small first aid in his bag, I won't except it)