Clyde
"Go ahead and eat it."
That's exactly what I wanted to hear!
Without hesitation I grabbed the tasty-looking sandwich and devoured it with a single bite.
Token watched me with an amused smile on his lips, as a reaction my face started to light up. I couldn't help it, it was like a chain reaction whenever he looked at me like that.
"You can have the rest of mine too if you want", he offered obligingly, "and we could get some ice cream too afterwards."
Oh my gosh, Token was such a sweetheart!
I liked this version of him way better than the "mean Token" from before.
He carefully cleaned the corner of my mouth with a table napkin and I couldn't help but blush a little. Sometimes he really treats me like a child but the odd thing is that I still enjoy it. I mean, he was so... caring and sweet and... come on, who wouldn't like that?
"Oh man, Dude you're the best!", I purred happily while I crammed the rest of Token's half eaten sandwich down, "Ice cream is my favorite! Well, ice cream and tacos of course!"
"So should we share a huuuge hot-fudge sundae? Or... or would you prefer vanilla?"
I didn't know why but for some reason I felt my face get hot after asking this question. But that didn't make any sense. We were just talking about ice cream...
Despite this, I quickly changed the subject: "Uh... C-Craig is awesome by the way. He's such a good listener! Did you notice how he was interested in every single word I said? He didn't even interrupt me once! I hope we can hang out more often!"
I drew imaginary patterns on the table with my index finger.
"You know... admittedly, I was... a little bit jealous at first when I saw you two together but... there's no reason for this, right?", I grinned at him and hoped he wouldn't notice my true feelings.
I was still jealous.
Because... I wanted Token all to myself.
But why?
Kyle
"Dude, I saw your doppelganger!", I informed Stan who was sitting in front of his laptop playing some zombie shooting game. He paused it and turned around on his chair.
"What are you talking about?"
"The new student? He looks a lot like you! I even thought that was you at first! That's why I snapped at him after he asked me where the bathroom was..."
Stan bursted out laughing and I looked at him unamused.
"Stop that! It wasn't funny, it was super embarrassing!
By the way, have you done your homework yet? You shouldn't play video games if-"
He interrupted me with an annoyed moan and rolled his eyes.
Yup. That was Stan Marsh through and through. Careless, unreasonable and sometimes a bit childish.
Just the way I love him.
Uh, in a platonic way of course.
"Who are you? My bitchy girlfriend?"
"You'd like that, huh?", I stuck my tongue out at him and smirked.
He glanced at me with a horrified expression what caused me to giggle.
"Relax, man! I am just kidding! Also you have a girlfriend already. Ah, speaking of which, how are things going with Wendy?"
He didn't tell me anything about her lately. I was wondering if something happened.
Tweek
After I gave him a little smile, Craig looked... uh... puzzled? Very puzzled... and also a little bit shocked like he was questioning his whole life and identity all of a sudden.
"A-are you alright?", I asked, unsure of what to do now. But he was totally lost in thought and it seemed he didn't even hear me.
"O-Okay then...", I shrugged and decided it was time for me to go. I had been in this filthy stall long enough.
Just when I was about to leave the bathroom, Craig left his dreamy daze, jumped down from the toilet and then he stormed towards me.
Damn, he sure was fast!
Shouting "Tweek... wait" he snatched me by my wrist although I only took a few steps away from the stalls.
Somehow this whole scene reminded me of a love movie where the protagonist rush to the airport to get the love of his life or something like that.
I was so irritated I even forgot to freak out.
"Wh-what's wrong?"
"C-can we like... start over or something?"
"Huh?"
He was quiet for a moment, probably trying to find the right words.
"Uh I... uh... don't leave?"
I bit my tongue in order to avoid a grin. Jesus, it seemed he was exactly as much of a failure as me when it comes to conversations. That was... refreshing.
"O-Okay.", I replied, starting to get curious about him again. But there was one thing that made me anxious. Why did he want to have this talk here in the bathroom of all places?!
That was... creepy... Did he have evil intentions after all?
I felt the soothing weight of my grenade launcher in my hand then relaxed again.
"I ch-changed my mind..."
I tilted my head in confusion.
What did he mean?
He bit on his lip. The same lip that touched mine...
Troubled I cleared my throat.
"I don't think I want you to hate me..."
My heart started pounding for some reason.
What was going on with me?
"... I am guessing you heard the rumors about me and only wanted to defend yourself hence the grenade launcher."
I gulped.
He looked so... so lost... standing there with slumped shoulders but also with this hopeful expression on his face...
"So what do you think?"
He extended his hand to me.
But instead of taking it, I put my finger on my chin.
"I get it y-you like me", I tried to imitate his tone and to remember the sentences he said earlier, "I don't m-mind if you like me... but at least... l-let me do something to you t-that you'll like me for f-first..."
And then... - I didn't know what came over me - I stretched out my arms, put them around him and...
I hugged him.
Butters
I felt kind of... caught.
And I didn't know why.
I mean, it wasn't like Kenny and I were about to do something... forbidden together, right? We only talked, that was all!
However I couldn't help but breathe heavily even after Craig had already left a few minutes ago.
Wait a sec! Tweek had also left some minutes ago...
Then I realized it.
Kenny implied that maybe Craig did something... sexual with Tweek... and Tweek went to the bathroom... ALONE... and I told Craig...and if Kenny is right then...
Oh. My. God. !
Hastily I grabbed Kenny's arm: "Kenny, I want you to go to the bathroom with me. RIGHT NOW!"
He then stared at me with a stunned and aghast expression.
Eh? Did I say something... weird?
Whatever. Now wasn't the time to think about that...
I pulled him up and he didn't resist.
Tweek
I was sure it must be the most awkward hug in history. Two guys... standing in the middle of a fucking bathroom... one of them with a grenade launcher in his hand... but I couldn't care less.
I simply stayed in this position, enjoyed the warmth of his body, his scent (like a combination of fresh air and mint somehow...) the feeling of the fabric of his shirt under my fingers... and when I moved my hand just a little, I could feel his spinal column, his shoulder blades and-
Suddenly somebody flung open the door and Kenny and Butters stumbled in.
Only then was I able to think clearly again and realized what I was... doing... with... Craig...
HOLYSHITWHATHEHELL...?!
In panic I backed away from him, with a bright red face.
I... I kinda... hugged him.
In a bathro- no that even wasn't important anymore...
...
I HUGGED HIM!
Yes, I definitely hugged him...wait did he hug back? I don't remember... anyway does that fact make a difference at all?
Kenny and Butters both looked shocked. And I guess Craig and I looked just as shocked as them.
"Thi-thi-this is... m-my roommate... Cr-Craig...", I stuttered, to say something at least.
I suddenly thought whether or not this was my answer to answer Craig's question earlier: "if I would mind being roommates with him".
Maybe.
Stan
"Dude, I saw your doppelganger!"
Kyle suddenly spoke up out of nowhere, it startled me, causing me to involuntary press the forward button leading my character to get near an enemy and inevitably causing them to lose a good chunk of their health, with a sigh I paused the game and turned my attention to Kyle.
"What are you talking about?" I tried to keep my voice sounding neutral, I was a bit pissed...but what's done is done. I decided to humor him for now.
"The new student? He looks a lot like you! I even thought that was you at first! That's why I snapped at him after he asked me where the bathroom was..."
I couldn't help but laugh when I heard what he said, Ah yes...I've been constantly asking Kyle where the bathroom is despite me already knowing where it was, the thought that he'd snap at somebody else due to annoyance is just so funny to me, there's just something so amusing whenever I see Kyle become irritated and pissed. Is this what Cartman feels? Oh God I hope I am not turning into him.
I turned to Kyle, and his face...as expected had an angry expression. He then whined about how embarrassing it was to have done such a thing. His eyes then suddenly shifted towards my laptop then back to me... he then began mouthing me off about my homework...blah, blah, blah; to be honest I stopped listening to his rant halfway.
"Who are you? My bitchy girlfriend?" I decided to snap back at him, it was a joke but it kinda felt weird to say...especially after what had happened with Wendy.
"You'd like that, huh?" He replied back, he let out a smug, teasing smile.
I couldn't help but look at him with absolute horror when I heard his reply, once again the memories of the dreaded event that had happened last Friday came flooding back to me.
"Relax, man! I am just kidding! Also you have a girlfriend already. Ah, speaking of which, how are things going with Wendy?"
Oh yeah things are great, we're totally fine! Everything's peachy! Also we broke up and I have no idea what I am going to do about the void she left in my life...No I can't say that to Kyle can I? I pondered for a bit thinking of a different topic to say in order to avoid the question. What should I say that might effectively distract Kyle? I then remembered a memory from an earlier event...
"About the bathroom...You know how I was in there earlier today? I overheard a conversation...and listen to this-"
"Dude, prying on other people's conversations is rude! Not to mention creepy."
I smiled at his reply, great...his focus changed, I don't think I want him to know about the Wendy thing right away...
"They were almost yelling, so I was forced to listen through it okay? It's not like I wanted to listen...and it's not like I can tell them to stop right? Anyway you know Tweek Tweak right? The guy who resides next to Butters' room? I heard him talking to some other guy while I was inside one of the stalls...and let me tell you, their conversation was really...weird."
"Yeah I know who Tweek is but I am not really interested in-"
"Shhhhhh...Dude, just listen." I pressed my index finger on to Kyle's lips in an attempt to shush him, I know he's going to ask about Wendy again so I needed to distract him.
"So anyway...I think Tweek and that other guy were fighting, I remember hearing one of the stalls shut loudly followed by another stall closing and then the toilet covers creaked...like as if someone stood on top of the toilet. It was after that, that they started talking..."
"-And it was weird...the whole atmosphere of their conversation was laced with sexual tension...not that it was sexual or anything but you kinda feel like there's something going on between them...afterwards I think they exited the stalls, and it was then that the other dude started spouting some weird shit...well it's not weird but it kinda felt like uh...a confession of love."
"So they're gay?" Kyle raised an eyebrow, his attention seemed to be focused on the story now, I got him just where I wanted him.
"Yeah...no doubt, anyway here's where it gets weird, after the confession thing I think they made up or something because it was suddenly quiet... And then BAM! The door banged opened and I suddenly heard Butters' voice panickly yelling 'Tweek are you okay?' After that was another silence followed by Tweek saying: 'This is my roommate Craig.' which I assume is the other guy..."
"So they're roommates? They're not gay after all? What was even the point of that story?" Kyle asked in an annoyed tone.
"It's not every day that I encounter these kinds of things okay? And they may have said that they're roommates but lemme tell you... there's something fishy with the way they were talking back then."
"You can't just judge a person's sexuality based on one vague conversation Stan!"
"Dude, I swear those two were gay back then...trust me dude, I heard it with my own two ears!"
"No way dude! Tweek just doesn't seem like the gay type."
"Wanna bet and see who's right?" I smirked at Kyle smugly."
Kyle let out a huge exasperated sigh. "Okay sure, but if I win you have to tell me what happened between you and Wendy okay? You don't think I noticed that you're avoiding my questions?"
I was shocked to hear what he said, I guess I am not that good at distracting huh? But I am confident of myself that I'll win...
"Alright fine, but only if you stop buggering me about it when I win."
"Deal."
And with that said, we shook our hands in agreement, a deal was set...let the games begin.
Kenny
As soon as we opened the door, Butters and I were greeted by the sight of Tweek hugging the tall guy from before, oh…so that's how it is.
"Tweek are you okay?" Butters screamed in worry. He was the first to recover from the shock.
I facepalmed, obviously we were ruining a very important moment here, why did Butters have to be so dense and ruin such a thing...ah but who could blame him, it's kinda worrying at first too.
"Thi-thi-this is...m-my roommate... Cr-Craig..." Tweek replied, as he hurriedly broke off the hug.
"Y-yeah, we saw him earlier...um we should go...right Butters?" I grabbed Butters by the arm and dragged him off, Butters nervously nodded in response.
The two of us went into my room, I had unconsciously led him there... perhaps I should have had let him go back to his own, but I was kind of out of it back then.
"Sorry I dragged you here, you can go back to your own room if you want..."
Butters kept quiet, looking around my room in an uneasy and gloomy expression. I wonder what's up with- No, wait...I forgot...he likes Tweek doesn't he? Oh no...he must have been heartbroken to see him hugging Craig back then."
"I uh...I am sure they're just roommates, don't worry about what happened earlier." I tried to keep his hopes up, I didn't want to see Butters sad, it was heartbreaking to see him sad.
I felt something vibrate in my pocket...it was my cellphone, I pulled it from my pocket and checked.
"What is it?" Butter asked.
"Oh it's just a message from Karen..."
Butters mood became gloomier, he looked away and just nodded. I really hate seeing him like this. I promised to be the best wingman ever but...who do I side with exactly? They are both my friends after all, I mean Tweek seems to like Craig right? So if I broke them up then he'd be sad but Butters likes Tweek too so he'd be the one that's sad if those two started dating...ugh this is so confusing.
But for now I don't want to see Butters sad, I wonder what should I do to cheer him up?
Craig
Awkward silence filled the room as I sat on my bed, across from me was Tweek, who would glance at me every few or so seconds, sometimes I'd catch him staring... and our eyes would meet, he would then immediately look away in panic.
The earlier events that happened today was...awkward, actually no...not just that event, the whole day was freaking awkward! It's like this day was cursed to be as awkward as possible! From the moment that I entered this room a trainwreck of awkward events came to my life, it's like there's some sort of domino effect going on. Where one thing leads to another.
After his two blonde friends interrupted our "hug" and left, we decided to go back to our room too, Tweek kept quiet on the way back, I can't blame him...I didn't know what to say either.
I checked my phone for the time, it was four twenty-five in the afternoon, the day was far from over...and so is the awkwardness.
What am I going to do? A small feeling of regret was forming inside me, perhaps I should have asked to change rooms after all?
Besides...why the hell did he hug me earlier anyway? Well not that I hated it... in fact I really liked it- uh I-uh mean n-no...that was uncalled for, it made no sense! Jeez I can't understand him at all! Does he hate me or not? I know I apologized but...ah what am I saying...I should be happy right? He's finally not mad at me, but that hug was just so confusing, does that mean that he might actually like me in that way too? Or that's just me projecting my feelings and it's all platonic? Either way I can't help but feel like I did something wrong.
Ah I wish Stripe was here with me right now. I should just take a nap.