Tweek's troubles haunted him all night. He looked forward to each morning. It brought light, routine, and coffee.
Most importantly coffee.
As soon as it hit his bloodstream, he was off in his own world.
He left the house for school, missing the bus by minutes.
But that didn't bother Tweek.
He just skipped his way to school.
The teacher yelled at him for being late.
But that didn't bother Tweek.
His words fell on deaf ears, as Tweek stood there grinning from ear to ear.
Before lunch, Cartman beat him for his lunch money.
But that didn't bother Tweek.
He'd give up all his money to remain undisturbed in his world.
At lunch he sat by himself.
But that didn't bother Tweek.
He just lay in the snow, giggling at the way the sun hid behind the clouds.
On the walk home, it began to snow. People would call Tweek crazy for the way he dressed in only a mis-buttoned shirt.
But that didn't bother Tweek.
He didn't even feel the flaks melt on exposed skin.
And later that night, Craig rang up. He asked Tweek out.
This didn't bother Tweek.
He simply said yes.
Maybe the real world would make a good vacation spot.