It was a chilly morning, as usual. And nothing changed since year four, when some group of girls drew you artwork of Tweek and Craig. Since then, both Tweek and Craig have decided to take a relationship, deciding it would be for the better.

"Hey, honey." The stoic guy spoke in a dead, slightly nasally time of voice, as he walked up behind Tweek, with his hands buried deep into his pockets. Craig was always fake flirted with Tweek in front of others. Never alone.