Puissance

"This isn't you, you know better than anyone else that this isn't how it's supposed to be." Craig said in his usual melancholy tone of voice.

Tweek's anger turned into tears,
"What does that have to do with anything?!" He cried out. Holding back his need to cry and scream at the same time.

Craig stared with wide eyes.
"Tweek, I-"
"Forget it Craig, this isn't how it's supposed to be. You said it yourself."

The sadness in his voice was visible; while Tweek ran, Craig stood like a statue. All the art work was on the floor, covered in mud and buried in gravel.

"Plain and boring, just the way I like it. But this isn't plain and boring."