I gulp and bite my lip and stare at him. He looks over at me, I'm guessing to gauge my reaction. Our eyes lock and we stare at each other for a few seconds, before I look back down at the carpet.

I feel like the silence in the room is weighing down on top of me trying to crush me.

I hope it does.

"I'm... I'm not sure yet, though. I..." Craig says, it sounds more like he's convincing himself than me.

"W-With Bebe?" I ask, practically mutter.

The silence that followed, I thought he didn't hear me.

"...She's nice most of the time... She's just... It's just that-"

"You don't w-want to l-live with me."

"No!" He shouts sitting up, and putting his feet on the floor, "It's not that. I just... She's..."

I look over at him, and he has his hands clasped together on his lap, that he's staring at.

"... W-When?" I ask, looking back down at the carpet as I twisted some of the threads around.

"I don't know."

"...W-Why...?" I ask quietly.

I hear him shift.

"I... I don't know. I... I think I might love her. You remember when we dated back when we were juniors? I think she's the best I'll get. It's a wonder I'm even getting this chance. I'm sure you understand, right? What it's like to love someone... You have before right?"

I hesitantly shake my head.

"I'm sure you do!" He exclaims, before clearing his throat, I feel like I'm suffocating, "You've never had that one person who you want to be around and make them happy all the time? That person you'd do anything for...?" He sighs when I don't say anything, "I hate talking about this stuff..." He says more to himself than to me.

I know. I know, Craig. I know all about all that stupid, sappy stuff... Because I...

"Tweek?" I can hear Craig move toward me, "Are you okay?"

I look up at him, when he puts his hand on my shoulder.

I stare at his dark blue eyes, as he looks at me.

I don't want you to go.

I don't want you to go.

I don't want you to go.

I don't want you to-

"Y-yeah... It's y-your choice, C-C-Craig..."