/Let's make it the weekend cuz screw school amirite...pls don't actually/

I lay on my bed drowsy and frail. Our coffee machine was broken and there doesn't seem to be any other place to get any around here. We'd have to travel to Ohio to get the next fix of coffee and my dad would just fall asleep on the wheel. Plus itwould regular coffee. Not the Tweak's coffee. Surprising me out of my skin, my phone buzzed and vibrated next to my counter top. Lazily, I reached for it. My eyes almost roll to the back of my head since my phone decided to become Jesus. There were 2 unseen messages. I grunted, but flicked them open nevertheless.

Craig:

Hey spaz boy, you up?

Kenny:

Heard ya needed a coffee fix? Meet me at the park.

My eyes widened at two things: one, the word coffee; two, HOW DID EITHER OF THESE PEOPLE GET MY NUMBER! IS IT THAT EASY TO GUESS? OH GOD IT'S PROBABLY SOMEWHERE FOR THE WHOLE SCHOOL TO SEE I'M GONNA GET DEAT- No... no breathe in for 4 out hold for 7 and release for 8.

After a bit of that exercise, I determined to act upon Kenny's offer cuz DAMMIT I NEED MY COFFEE!
Clumsily falling out of bed and tripping over alot basically describes my journey there. Solance overcame me whilst I saw an orange parka leaning one of his feet onto the side of the bathroom. I pathed my way to him, adress him with a hand shake.

" You got some?" I intrigued, panting desperately. He nodded and handed me a full bag of coffee beans with an extra something you don't need to worry about.

" You don't tell no one. Got it?" He warned, extending his index finger to my face. I nodded eagerly, bouncing up and down in joy. He rolled his eyes before expeditiously departing. In an exultant manner, my hands shook exceedingly much as to my parents store to MAKE THIS COFFEEEE!
Fumbling with my fingers, I unlocked the door then stumbled to the machine. I shred the bag open, transferring it to the cup then doing already over steps for coffee / I DON'T KNOW HOW TO MAKE COFFEE OK?!/. Once it was complete, the white chunks of ahem 'rock candy' were added to the brew, stirring it throughly afterwards. Without a second moment of thought, I chugged down the substance and felt surge of dopamine overcome me. My sight blurred whilst I was twitching relentlessly. When my thoughts gather gradually together, I place one foot in front of the other. The pace swiftly picked up then I was just walking around town twitching a lot. NGH! I feel like everyone's judging me! I SHOULD HIDE! BUT WHEREEE! Now I'm a sweating and twitching down the road. Never have I ever been happier for the lack of police in a city. I AM SOMEWHAT CONCERNED OF THE ABUNDANCE OF MAGICIANS HERE CUZ BELIEVE IT OR FUCKING NOT I SEE A BLUR OF TALL BLUE WALKING WITH A GROUP OF FAMILIAR LOOKING PEOPLE!...well crap. There's no other turns for a long while shit shit shit they're going to think I'm craz- Is that Clyde guy waving me over. NOOOOO! ARGH! God what did I do to make you so mad? Was it the rock candy? I huff and timidly shuffle their way.

" NHG! H-h-h-h-heyyy gu-gu-gu-guyss!" I panted with eyes darting everywhere.

" Dude you look weird. As in I just saw my mom murder my dad whilst sex weird." Clyde stated specificly. Token shook his head and Jimmy snickered.

" Um... are you honestly ok? You look snapped. " Craig queried with a raised eyebrow. I nodded for what seemed like a lifetime. They clearly didn't buy it, but decided to drop it. Yayyy for acting!

" W-w-w-w-w-we're hea-ding to Taco Bell, wanna j-j-joooin?" Jimmy struggled to get out.

" Tacos? N-no- I mean yes! I mean ARGHHHH COFFEE!" Ok... I'm a madman. The trio stared at me in concern. Following the long silence, the turquoise hulk pulled me aside.

" Dude what is up! You're making me worry." I'm pretty sure he muttered something else. Unfortunately, I can't make it out. My saw-like teeth bit my chapped lips preventing me from further embrassment. Is that even possible now. Also damn I have sharp teeth. His cold, dead eyes burrowing a hole through my skull. Nggggggggg!

" AH! Theres nothing up! Why'd ya even care!" I squealed in a haste.

" Because you're kinda sorta my friend! Now don't change the goddamn subject." His glare became powerful...er.

" Jeez stop getting defensive I just over did it on the coffee." My voice lowered and became a sort of grunt. He grimaced yet gave up, reluctantly releasing my arm. Fuck! Why does his grip need to be so strong?

" If your little meeting is done that can we get going? I'm hungry!" Clyde whined. Token simply pinched the bridge of his nose, shaking his head.

We soon made it, and I was beginning to dim down. Because after every high there's a low. Clyde eagerly rushed to the counter. My foot erratically beat up and down waiting for them. At last they were ultimately done as They grouped to take a seat, Token patted a place for me.

" Um so... This is an interesting place." I commented, scanning the insides.
Clyde gave me a toothy smile.

" Knew ya would like it!" He beamed, but a sad chuckle was all I could manage. His head tilted sideways, raising an eyebrow. Shrugging dismissively, I bury my chin and cheeks into my crossed arm resting on the table.

Craig rose from his seat and strolled across to um... someone. They're wearing a brown coat with a red scarf and a blue hat.

" Marsh." Craig addressed coldly.

" Tucker." The other returned in the same manner. There was a purposefully long drawn out stillness. What the fuck is happening!?

" PLFFF HAAHAHHHAAHH!" The two broken into fits of laughter simultanously, make all of the Goddamn room jump.

" Excuse me. WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT ABOUT!" I stared at the the two.

" HahAhahh! Oh Tweek this is Stan Marsh. We used to be rivling groups." He floundered at retrieving his lost breaths.

"Pleasure to make your acquaintance." He snickered as he formally reached out a hand for me. Clearly not over his immaturity, I gave him a pat instead.

" Just you? No Fatboy or Jewboy bickering endlessly." The tall blue sighed. Stan shook his head.

" They're just out there now. Should b-" The door busted open with two people screaming at each other. I'm guessing the one in red is the Fatboy as Craig called him and the other is Jewboy.

" STOP FUCKING OPPRESSING MY PEOPLE CARTMAN!" Jewboy yelled.

" SCREW YOU I'LL SAY WHATEVER I WANT!" Fatboy carelessly retorted.

They continued at it. I gulped and shuffled in my seat relentlessly.

" Hey. Beavis and Butt-Head. Shut the fuck up. Spaz and me are tired." Craig ordered. Well that was kind of him.

" Yeah cuz you probably spent all night fucking each other. " Fatboy boy sneered. I rolled up my sleeves, prepared to beat his ass.

" Cartman! That's really rude!" And innocent voice came from behind Stan. Butters and Kenny had somehow made it in without a peep.

" Yeah Cartman." Kenny smirked. I slumped back down into my seat. My head slowly lifted up then swiftly dropped back to the table continuously.

" Hey Hey stop that." Token reached for my forehead. Prying it off the table.

" We should go. We'll pack up the food." Clyde suggested. I nodded wearily. A little bump formed on the direct middle of my forehead. Oh great!

" Where you all going so soon?" Kenny asked.

" We' re going home." I stated a little more aggressively than supposed, but Argh who gives a fuck?

" Cmon Spaz wait till they get their food then we can head to the park." Craig suggests. Groaning, my head performs a slow nod as I become gradually more and more dizzy.

After what seemed like hours, and it probably was, we travelled back to our respective cars and drove off to the park. Ahh fucking hell my head. I whimper reaching for my temples. My limbs were weaker as I found it became increasingly harder to move.

When we arrived, everyone hopped out the car except me. I sat there almost lifeless.

" Spaz come on. Get up." Craig poked at me and tugged at my green shirt, but all I did in response was since or scoot around. Out of nowhere,he yanked me out and I fell to to ground face first. My eyes slowly blinked shut and I was now snoring gently.

Oh fuck

/Time skip cuz yeah/

I woke up tiredly in a hospital like room. With Kenny, Craig and Butters around me. The first two had sympathetic smiles on their faces, but Craig had another opinion on this.

" What the fuck man! You told me eveything was ok!" He snarled. I redirected my sight away from him. He grasped my chin and jolted my face towards his.

"Tell. Me." His deep voice was daunting.

" Ngh I-I-I" I glanced over at Kenny. He was chewing his lip anxiously. Guess we're in this together.

" NGH! Fine I-" A doctor rushing in with papers sprawling everywhere interrupted my confession. Sweet.

" Doctor what happened?" Craig turned to the man.

" He seems to have taken a certain drug over dose." The doctor pointed to a scan of my body.

" What the Hell were you doing with fucking drugs!" Craig fumed. I winced and hid into my covers.

Oh Shit...

/ Sorry for any errors but it's 2 and I haven't slept since 10 :')/