gah!

“Ngh -- if you’re at my house that means you want something. What do you want, Cartman?” He’s still salty about like, ten years ago. And every year since. Cartman generally hasn’t been good company to the coffee addict.

“It was just like -- two months. Everybody stays in their house for two months straight. Ngh -- why are you so worried?” Tweek forgot he was pouring a cup of coffee until the hot liquid spilled over his hand. He jumped and yanked his hand back, sad to see coffe wasted.  “Sorry Wendy -- I got -- ngh -- distracted. Your conversation distracted me.”

“G-Gh -- I hit my hipbone on the -- ngh -- table and it hurt really bad and I think that means I’m too skinny so do you wanna -- gh -- get breakfast?” Such a smooth talker.

“H-Hey watch out! Behind you!”  Tweek nearly shouted the words, eyeing the creature which only existed within the realm of his own damaged head. “T-The creature -- ngh! -- h-he’s gonna -- gah!”

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Tweek glanced up as the other greeted him, a bit off his balance of normal interaction after having been isolated for so long. “Oh uh -- yeah -- I’m -- ngh -- back.”

"Gh! W-Who are you?!" Tweek jumped at the sight of the similar looking boy. "Why do you look like me?!"

thinks about angsty tweek.  i want it. i need it. 

fixed! thanks for pointing that out