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“Look, dude, I’m just saying that the fact that you still hang out with your ex boyfriend is weird. That’s it”.
Craig looked up so he was facing Clyde, who after ending his sentence went back to eating his burger.
“First of all, why is that your business? And second, we are friends, so I don’t get what the problem is”.
They were sitting at a KFC table, hanging out like they usually did on Fridays after school.
It wasn’t the first time they brought up Tweek: he got told often how weird they found his friendship with his ex boyfriend was.
Which already he found a dumb argument on its own, but even more considering he knew the truth: he and Tweek never actually dated. They pretended to, in fourth grade and a while after that, for the town’s sake, but eventually they “broke up”. Because they weren’t gay, and in the future maybe they would’ve wanted to date other people.
But when you pretend to date someone you end up spending a lot of time with them, and eventually get close with them.
So, Craig didn’t find their friendship weird at all.
“Come on, Clyde, drop it” Tolkien replied.
“Finally someone agreeing with me” Craig said in a slightly less annoyed tone.
“Oh, no, I don’t agree with you. I think Clyde is right for once, and that you’re weird, but you’re way too stubborn to have this conversation” he said, smirking.
Clyde smiled at the praise, with his mouth still full, which made Craig look away, grossed out.
Sure, Tolkien was in a happy, committed relationship with Nichole and had been since they were kids. And Jimmy wasn’t particularly interested in finding the love of his life: he had a few girlfriends in the past but was completely fine even when he was single.
But Clyde? The guy who had an on and off relationship with Bebe for all their childhood and still thought that she was going to get back together with him eventually? And who ended up crying about it on Craig’s shoulder every time he got slightly drunk?
Like hell Craig was gonna get lectured by him.
He and Tweek were friends, end of the story. None of his friends knew better than him about their non relationship.
Eventually Jimmy cracked a joke about something else and the conversation shifted to some school bullshit.
After eating they went to Tolkien's to play some video games: they always ended up there. The guy had every console one could dream off, and every game too.
It was Jimmy’s time to choose and he opted for Mario Kart, so the four of them were sitting (Craig and Jimmy on the couch, Clyde and Tolkien on the ground) with the controllers in their hands.
“And since she’s single now, I can totally try to hit on her and win her back! It’s going to work, I’m sure” Clyde was still babbling about Bebe, while he tried to avoid the red shells directed at his character.
“Hasn’t she been s- single for like, a year? Why is it su- suddenly the perfect occasion?” questioned Jimmy, too focused to even lift his eyes from the game.
“Well, yeah, but… Listen, I have a strategy, just trust me: it will work”.
“Sounds like you don’t know what you’re doing,” Craig teased him. He was stuck in third place, trying to catch up with Tolkien, but he would rather lose than waste an opportunity to make fun of Clyde. It was just too funny, and too easy.
“Craaaig, don’t be a bummer” he whined. He then stayed quiet for a second, which Craig could feel was preceding something he didn’t want to hear, and spoke in a much more smug tone. “You could ask your dear friend Tweek to put a good word for me with her, since they’re close friends”.
Craig’s grip on his controller tightened and he had to fight the impulse to throw it in his best friend’s face. What was up with them and bothering him about his friendship with Tweek?
“Like hell I will” he replied bitterly. “Figure out on your own how to get in her pants, I don’t want to hear about it”.
Clyde was probably about to reply but Tolkien nudged him and Craig could faintly hear him saying to “just drop it”, which he was honestly grateful for. It was starting to bother him.
Right at that moment, Jimmy scored first place, so they were alla distracted and Tweek wasn’t mentioned again.
They left before dinner and Craig walked alone the whole road: he had his driver’s license but his parents refused to buy a third car so he could only drive when one of theirs was available.
What his friends said kept ringing in his head: was it really that weird for him and Tweek to be friends? Sure, his friends’ point of view was different because they didn’t know the real story, but still… He didn’t get it. He enjoyed being friends with Tweek. It’s not like he was going to cut him off because of his friends’ dumb opinions; even if they had actually dated, if they got along just fine, what was the problem?.
He shrugged, even if he was just thinking to himself.
Dumb Clyde and his dumb comments that did nothing but mess with him.
He considered talking about it with Tweek, but ultimately decided not to. It probably would’ve only bummed out the other boy, or worse, made him panic. And definitely it wasn’t what Craig wanted to do.
Eventually, as he entered his house, he just decided to stop thinking about it; it wasn’t worth losing sleep over it.
He shouted an “hello” to Trisha and then went into his room.
After changing into his pajama, he grabbed his phone and texted Tweek.
Craig
hey dude
do you want to play something after dinner?
Tweek
sure
He smiled and then switched apps to distract himself with some dumb game.
It was totally dumb to overthink it that much: he and Tweek were just regular friends.
Plus, Craig wasn’t even gay.