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Craig's game runs so long, he almost misses it—Tweek’s last event, his free skate. But if he skipped the shower Tweek would kill him for showing up smelling like sweat, so he shows up uncomfortably damp with his hair still dripping instead and hopes that’s okay. His sock is falling down to the inside of his shoe which is making him want to kill himself in a manner of graphic ways, but he can’t think about that right now.
There’s something raw and intense about Tweek on the ice. The way he moves. The way he looks. He hasn’t been able to stop watching Tweek since the first time he saw him in person, and that doesn’t happen with anybody else. It’s usually hard to hold his attention like that, but not for Tweek.
His eyes are glued to Tweek as soon as he can see him. The music started five seconds ago—maybe ten. He doesn’t know the song well enough on its own, just short clips from practice videos. He didn’t want to spoil it. He wanted the full experience.
or; Craig didn’t care about figure skating until he met Tweek.