Tweek cleaned the counter vigorously. He was so trapped in his own thoughts he didn't even hear his coworker say bye to him as she ended her shift. Tweek swirled the dirty rag repeatedly on top of the counter. He wasn't even cleaning anything at this point, just working on the motion while his mind tried to settle down. Tweek had done it. He had taken the plunge. He asked Kyle out. But in the end, he was rejected… well not rejected per se but told, now wasn't the right time.
The problem was Tweek had forgotten all about the damn camping trip this weekend.
Tweek let out a defeated sigh. He didn't even want to go on this trip. Tweek sloped his body on the counter. But now that he had asked Kyle out, wont this make the whole trip awkward. Kyle seemed surprised by it.
Tweek remembered the response so clearly.
"Saturday?... UH uh… No, we can't! the camping trip this weekend. So… Maybe some other time?"
Tweek bite his lip. This would change their relationship. Just when Tweek was getting a close friend too. Tweek could use a friend at this moment. Tweek looked out to the empty coffee shop. This was all Craig fault. Tweek thought to himself.
Tweek pushed himself off the counter and walked to the backroom and started cleaning up.
Craig always messed everything up. Why couldn't he have just left him alone. Tweek walked back out to the register and began counting down the cash drawer. Why did Craig care so much about who Tweek was dating? Tweek didn't need to tell him anything. In fact, Tweek should start avoiding him.
Tweek stopped for a second.
"I should just avoid him." Tweek whispered out loud. Craig was just a head ache. Even still though, Tweek couldn't deny that a small part of him was happy that he was there. That maybe Tweek began to feel safe again. Tweek cringed at the thought. He slammed the register closed and finished up cleaning. Tweek walked back and took off his apron. He let out a sigh.
Am I going to lose Kyle? Tweek thought to himself. Should I start separating myself from Craig. Tweek scratched his head as he turned off the light of the store. Tweek began walking to the front doors. His head was filled with questions that he didn't want to answer. Tweek got to the front door. He took a deep breath before leaving his coffee shop. Tweek walked out into the cold of night. He felt his skin prick as he walked out. He turned around and began locking the doors.
"There he is!"
Tweek turned around. His eyes widen and he fought a smile and shock expression.
"Hey, we were waiting for you."
Standing outside the closed coffee shop parking lot was a familiar smiling red head. He wore a wide smile and his cheeks were pink from the cold. But he wasn't alone. He was with someone else. A dark figure who wore his typical bored expression. The man took a drag from a cigarette in his hands.
"Hey, Tweek." Craig Tucker said as the smoke escaped his mouth. "Need a lift?"
Tweek stuttered as he looked at both of them. What was going on?