I give up on regular schedules
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Chapter Two: Parasitism
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"Need a sleeve for that?" Tweek asked. As always. Kenny felt the same little match-flare of curiosity light in him.
His answer had always been no.
Time for a leap into the unknown perhaps?
"Why do you always ask? I always say no." Kenny asked, resting his arms against the counter and leaning forward.
Tweek twitched again, eyes widening and pupils dilating with what Kenny guessed was fear. Kenny wondered abstractly what caused his twitches.
"I... um, I don't want you to be hurt!" Tweek stammered. Kenny blinked and then laughed.
Not to be hurt? How adorable.
"Thanks anyway Tweek." He smiled, picked up his coffee, and turned for the door. Tweek in the reflection had both hands to his mouth.
For a moment Kenny wondered what it meant. But then he was outside and the brightness blasted the thought from his mind.
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Sigh.