Once we get back to Token's place, Clyde half-awake sits on the couch while Token wipes my face for me (with some reluctance, I allow it, knowing he means well, even if he's mothering me).

"Tweek, do you wanna tell me what's going on?" Token asks, wrapping a blanket around my shoulders.

I shake my head.

He sighs a little, "Are you going to be okay?"

I look down at my feet. I don't know, anymore. I thought I was...

Token nods, like he understands, "You can stay here for tonight. There are plenty of guest rooms, but don't go running out in the middle of the night. It makes me worry," Token says ruffling my hair slightly, "I want you to be okay and happy. And I'll do anything I can to help you, so will Clyde. Okay?"

I nod.

"Go get some sleep. Your body needs it. We'll see you tomorrow morning." I make my way to the stairs, going up slowly.

"G'night Tweek," Clyde mumbles softly from the couch. I don't reply.

I sat up in an unfamiliar room for a while before I even laid down in the bed. The bed was big and empty with large heavy comforter on it.

The room was barren, aside from pointless pictures of dark orchids, a night stand, and a dresser.

Nothing was in most of these.

I laid in the bed, it was soft and consuming, yet I felt shivers of cold from what I could guess was dread for that which to come.

I pulled both the blanket Token had given me and the comforter around myself, forming a tightly wrapped blanket nest around me.

Before I knew it, I was asleep again.