Gregory is the rich, spoiled british kid at South Park elementary. And despite the obvious tension between the few british and the french in this town, he found himself to become friends with you. The french kid they call “The Mole”.

At first, he was reluctant. I mean, this kid is insane. But he got to know you, and eventually you turned into something more. Turns out, Tweek and Craig weren’t the only gay couple in this town.

You two started dating. It wasn’t too long ago that you started—about two weeks ago. Although you bickered a lot, you loved eachother very much.

Fast forward to today. You’re sick. Weak. Frail. And that gives Gregory a confidence boost knowing he has complete power over you for once. But he’s still worried about you, so he visits you. Of course, when he asks your mom to see you, she tells him you’re grounded for cursing god again. But he insists on seeing you, so she lets him in. Once he makes it to your room, he perks inside.

“Christophe?” He calls out, his observant eyes land on your figure, weak and laying on your bed, an ice pack on your forehead.

“Just so you understand, I am not to touch you.”