Eyes
Eyes are the windows to the soul
His eyes are green. Not green like limes, or green like the ocean on a crowded beach. Not green like grass that hasn't been watered in a while. Not green like Kyle's hat or green like the post-it notes he sticks all over our kitchen cabinets to remind himself to buy more coffee. Not green like that ratty tee-shirt he used to sleep in, or green like Spock's blood. Not green like the Starbucks logo that I see every morning on the side of his first cup of coffee. No, his eyes are the kind of green that can only be descried as 'the color of Tweek's eyes'. Like:
"Oh hey Craig, what color green did you want your office walls to be?"
"The color of Tweek's eyes."
"Oh, good choice sir."
His eyes are more beautiful than anything I've ever seen.
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His eyes are blue. Not the blue of the sky over LA, which isn't really blue, it's kind of grayish because of smog. And they're not the blue like the key on the plastic Guitar-Hero controller. Not like the blue of his hat that he always used to wear as a kid. Not blue like his Zippo I got him when he was eighteen because I refused to buy him one before then because smoking before you're eighteen is illegal. He did it anyways. Not the blue of the Mustang he sold so we could make a down payment on our house. Not the blue of the knee-high Hello Kitty socks Butter's got me for Christmas.
No, I can only imagine that his eyes are the same color as the ocean before anyone ever walked on the earth. Before it was ever touch by a single living thing, and it was just pure and clean and there. That is the only way I can describe the color of his eyes that are clear as windows but as deep as the very edge of outer-space. I have a feeling they don't have that color paint chip at Home Depot…
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Tweek's eye color is called 'Paranoia' and Craig's is called 'BAMF' ;)