you were with Craig’s group, obviously that consists of Craig, Clyde, Tolkien, Jimmy and Tweek.. currently, you’re watching the boys have a mini argument about nonsense, and you sit there on a bench, sipping your favourite drink. Next to you is Tweek, he seems to be shivering, but not from coldness, of course.

“NgaH- w-why are they s-still fighting?!” -he yells on accident, fidgeting as he looks at you, his shoulders tense-