@heliosbloomed 〢 cont from here .
Although Tweek had given the compliment, he had not expected to receive it back. He flushes and averts his gaze, certain that she is just being polite. After all, he pales in comparison to her, which might be fine if it was just physically, if he wasn’t also a little bit of a shitbag.
Not that she would really have a frame of reference for it, since he had always been nicer to the girls in their class than the guys, who were never very nice to him in kind.
“Oh, th-thank you…” he says, busying himself with flicking a piece of sidewalk grit out from his fingernail. “But I’m n-not, really…” Maybe in certain circles, but not the ones that Nichole would want to get herself involved with.
“But yeah, I always… th-thought you were real nice and stuff. Um… d…” He is having a hard time justifying his existence in the presence of someone who appears to be doing more or less well for themself, which sticks the words in the back of his throat for a second. “Do you wanna—g-get a coffee… with me?”