The next morning Tweek rubbed his tired eyes. He got out of bed and slowly got dressed for school. He threw his clothes over his body and didn't bother buttoning them up at that moment. He was too exhausted from the night before. He glanced at his computer. All night Tweek tried to google porn and how to for sex but his parent had a strict parent lock on his computer. He didn't get far. Tweek stomach turned. Tweek stretched his arm and yawned loudly, before Tweek eyes lazily shifted over at the clock.
"Jesus! I have to go!" Tweek blurted out. Tweek stumbled forward. He ran down the stairs, made it to the front door but stopped. His body made him turn around and he dashed to the kitchen. Tweek poured his coffee in his thermos. His body wouldn't let him leave home without it. Tweek then hurriedly ran out the door. Craig car was already there. Tweek ran to the car and jumped in.
"Hey, Tweek." Craig said nonchalantly from the driver side. Craig eyes were glued to his phone. He shot a glance at Tweek. "Your shirt inside out."
Tweek looked down. "Shit!"
Craig let out a chuckle. "Just switch it now."
"R-Right." Tweek stuttered. Tweek took off his jacket and then Tweek fiddled with his shirt uncomfortably. He didn't want to admit it but he now felt more awkward with Craig. Tweek tried not to over think taking his shirt off when Craig said something else.
"Why didn't you text me last night?"
Tweek quickly flipped his shirt and was putting it back on. "Uh, sorry. I had a bit of homework to do."
"Really?" Craig said. He looked at Tweek with narrowed eyes.
"Y-Yeah." Tweek stuttered.
Craig eyes relaxed. He looked back at the road and let out a small snicker. Tweek took a breath and relaxed a bit. Tweek looked down and realized his shirt was backwards now.