(Aged up, collage au type thing. Tweek and Craig don’t know each other.)

Craig Tucker was always tasked to grab the drinks and snacks for the study sessions for his group. Tolkien supplied Craig the money, Clyde told him what to get and Jimmy told him the best place to go. Craig was almost the groups bus boy.

Today, while the group met up at the towns library to study for up coming exams, Craig was sent to get coffee for everyone. Clyde scribbled down everyone’s order, Craig wrote his own version because NO ONE could read Clyde’s handwriting, and he was off.

The physics major student drove to the coffee spot where Jimmy told him to go, Tweek’s Coffee. It was a small coffee shop that was nestled between two other bigger buildings, giving it a “hidden treasure” type vibe. Craig parked his car on the side of the road and got out, walking into the coffee shop.

The smell of coffee beans was strong, almost overwhelming as if it was covering up a different scent. A few people sat at the small tables scattered across the front room and two people stood behind the counter. One older lady and a boy who seemed to be Craig’s age who occasionally ticked his head to the side and making a small noise.

Craig pulled out his note and walked up to the counter, pressing the small bell and immediately regretting it since the sound was so loud. The boy his age, whose name tag read “Tweek” walked up.

“Hello, we- welcome to Tweeks coffee, what— what can I get you today, sir?”

Craig didn’t waste any time to say his orders to Tweek. “A lavender oat latte with light foam and 3 shots of espresso, a caffe Misto with vanilla sweet cream, no foam and warm milk, a pecan crunch oat latte with crunch topping, steamed milk and no foam, and a espresso macchiato with almond milk, light foam, and 2 shots of 1/2 decaf.”