you'd known tweek since high school.

even so, you'd never have suspected that you'd still keep in touch all the way into college. not just online, either. along with the frequent conversations the two of you had over text, he also visited you at your house at least once a week.

well, he wasn't exactly paying you a visit...more like picking up 'supplies'. 'seasoning', if you will. tweek had always liked his coffee different, supercharged to give him much, much more energy than he needed. and eventually, you became a reliable provider of the most crucial ingredient in tweek's daily cup of caffeine. since he couldn't live without this 'special ingredient' (and usually ran out quick), he'd regularly stop by your apartment picking up more. he was your best customer, and you couldn't complain.

this morning he knocked on your door particularly early; when you were still in your kitchen cooking breakfast. you hadn't even changed out of your pyjamas yet when you opened the door.

"h-hey!" he squeaked, twitching frantically as per usual. "you got the stuff, right?!"