---Craig's pov---

I stare at Tweek as he runs away from me freaking out.

I sigh and shake my head. I start to walk after him. He'll probably end up hurting himself.

I eventually find myself at Tweek's house. I knock on the door.

A minute later, Tweek's mom answers the door, "Oh," she says smiling at me, "Hi Craig! Are you looking for Tweek? He just came running through here...." she says looking back.

I nod and she moves out of the way and I walk up the stairs.

I walk over to Tweek's door and knock on it. I hear him scream.

"W-Who is I-it....?" I hear him ask nervously through the door.

I roll my eyes, "It's Craig."

"GAH! Don't k-kill me!" he shouts.

I open the door and walk in seeing him cowering in the corner. He looks up at me and I see tears in his eyes. He grips onto his hair tighter.

I walk over and hug him. I feel him grab onto the front of my hoodie.

"I'm not mad."

I feel him shiver, "Y-You're not?"

I shake my head, "No. I'm not mad. I'm not even sure why you think I was mad?" I ask, honestly curious.

"I c-completely invaded your p-personal space!" he shouts and twitches.

Ironic.

"Tweek?" he looks up from my chest, "You're an idiot."