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"Rrrgaah!!" Tweek groaned, tugging at his hair in frustration. He had been studying for hours, knowing he'd fail his final exams if he didn't. But he was getting too stressed out. Every little thing was starting to bother him. The way his clothes felt on his skin, the way his pencil rubbed his skin between his thumb and index finger, the scratching of the pencil, his constant trembling, everything. He screamed in anger again, throwing his pencil at the wall and burying his face in his hands. The door opened softly, but he couldn't be bothered to look behind him. He already knew it was Craig.
"Still studying?"
"I can't fucking get this stupid page! It's like all the words are flying around everywhere and I just can't focus!"
"Maybe you need a break."
"I can't take a break right now!" He took a sip of his coffee. Craig sighed and took it from him mid-drink.
"Tweek, babe. You're overworking yourself. Let's go take a quick 20 minute break and clear your mind." He grabbed Tweek's hand before he could protest and pulled him up, walking out of the room and into the "living room" (if you could even call it that, the dorm was so small.) He sat down on the sofa, pulling Tweek down with him.
"What class are you working on, honey?"
"General Art. I'm getting confused over the-" He yawned, rubbing his eyes. "Whole perspective module.."
"I think you'll be just fine, my love." He pulled Tweek into his arms, and the blonde immediately rested his head on his chest and started to doze off. Craig sat there silently, running his hands through his hair and coaxing him to sleep.
"Goodnight, Tweek."