Playing to the public for a year and a half

— It doesn't matter who or what I wanted before, now I want you. — Eh? Did you just say that? — I — I'm fucking hallucinating. Need to take more sleeping pills. — Tweek lowered his head, but Tucker raised it. — Why do you doubt that I love you? — How can you fall in love with someone like me? How can someone like you love someone like me? I'm a stigma for life! You should hate and despise me. You can't love me. Sincerely. You just. Come. Laugh at me. And my soul. You knew that I had feelings for you, and far from friendly. Your whole gang found out about it, and you decided to make fun of me. But I almost believed it... — Okay... — What? Did I guess right after all? — Were you looking for a reason for a confession at random? — No. I am... — Why don't you trust me? — How can I trust you? At least give me five reasons. — That's it. Okay... We'll meet at the cafe after school, okay? — OK.

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      Craig ran as hard as he could. Someone was shouting after him, but he didn't turn around, because he was already late. He was late for a meeting, or maybe a date, with a Tweak. He had about fifteen minutes to run to the Tweak's cafe, but Tucker couldn't let the blond wait for him for half an hour.       In five minutes he had already reached the traffic light. Running over to the red light, the guy almost caused an accident. And now, the cafe is already ten steps away from him, and next to him, on a bench, sat a certain blonde. — Hello. — Craig sat down next to Tweek on the bench. — Hello. Why did you call? — I wanted to talk to you. About what happened at school. By the way, why aren't you indoors? — I was there. Five minutes ago. But you still weren't there. As a result, I wanted to wait outside for 10-15 minutes and leave. — I see. Sorry I'm late. — I worked two shifts to meet you! — Come on, I apologized. Tucker put his arm around Tweek and pulled him to him. — It would be better if the number of your apologies affected the quality of your communication with people. Or at least with me. — Of course it will. Sure... — So why did you call me? — Tweek pulled away from Craig. — Oh, yes... Went to a cafe? — Such a neurotic, besides also a schmuck, as I am too lazy to go back to the cafe. — Well, why is that? — How so? — Why are you calling yourself that? — What's wrong with that? You throw mud at them yourself. — Is that what you think of me? — And what opinion should I have? I see every day how you insult another peer. And considering the fact that I'm also twitchy, you're going to play with my feelings for now, and when you've had enough... — That's enough. I don't want to continue. — What happened? True sting your eyes? — Okay, what do you want? — To you get you off me. Or promised that a tear wouldn't roll down my cheek. — Okay, I promise. — And you're serious? — What do you mean? — Never mind. — Craig? — A cute female voice was heard from behind.       Tucker turned at the sound. She was a blonde, about the same age as Tucker. She immediately ran into him with hugs and kisses. Craig barely pulled her away. — What are you doing? — Don't you remember me? — You must have made a mistake. — Craig. Craig Tucker. We used to walk and play together as children. You even offered to date, but it was in the garden, and you proposed to me at graduation, but then they took me home, and I didn't have time to answer. — I don't remember you at all, or... Are you a Loza? — Oh, I started to remember something. Yes, I am Loza. The Loza is from the third group. — Oh, yes... — Who's that with you? — My boyfriend. — Tucker put his arm around Tweek's shoulder. — Thu... Are you gay?.. Or did you just find someone who looks a lot like me and start flirting with him? — No, I'm just gay and I found myself a man who was, is and will be my companion and a ray of light in the hopeless darkness. — Are you serious? If you don't want to date me, then... — Yes, I don't want to meet you. Because I'm already dating Tweek. — And it's not disgusting for you to say that? — Why should it be disgusting for me to call my man, whom I love, my soul mate? Is it prohibited by law? Or does the law prohibit LGBT people? — No! Simply... — Have I always despised those who I have become now? You see, — Craig released Tweek, — times change - people change. Everything around us is changing. Even you've changed. There is nothing unnatural in the fact that I have stopped despising gay people. There is only an explanation - I love and will love Tweak. — You said almost the same thing when you were in the garden, only instead of the fucking name "Tweak" you called my and... — Shut up! Tucker yelled and slapped the girl with a savory slap that she fell to the ground. — How can you call him that?! How can you insult me? — I don't know you... — To insult Tweek is to insult me! Even if it's a name! It means that I was insulted too! Tweek and I are one! If I offend one of us, then this applies to the second one in direct proportion to the second one! — You don't like me like that... — Protected? And you didn't need protection! And now you don't even deserve to exist in this world! Even in Hell, I'm already silent about Heaven! Killing you a hundred times is not enough! — Yes, my God, what's wrong with you?! — The vine rose from the ground. — Everything is so with me! — Really? — Imagine that! — Yes, you need to go to a mental hospital! — He told you to shut up... — Tweek said, lowering his head, getting up from the bench. — Isn't it? — The blond man raised his head. His gaze was by no means benevolent.       The girl stood in a stupor. She wanted to say a lot to the guy who stood between her and Craig, but she was not able to do it. — What is it? — Tucker asked. — Why are you silent? — She's out of arguments. — Ah, that's it. — I still have a lot of arguments. — Said Loza and smiled maliciously. — Your name is Tweek, isn't it? — The girl began to approach. — The name, of course, was not given to you from the best. — Shut up... — Craig wanted to slap her again, but the blonde's fist landed on his hand. — I'm not talking to you, Craig. I have a conversation with Tweek. — Loza turned back to Tweek. — Where did you get such courage? Are you trying to contradict me? You know yourself that everything he says - is it true? Or are you really that confident...       Tweek slapped the girl so hard in the face that she fell back to the asphalt. — I do not know if he told me the truth or lied to me, but one thing I can say for sure: he promised that he would never let me offend. — But ve... — Don't you dare interrupt me. I'm talking now. Craig said he would never let me get hurt. That not a single tear will touch my cheek. And now he has proved his words. Therefore, I will not listen to a mentally ill girl who went to kindergarten with him. I will use what my last days have given me. The past has already passed. There's no need for me to look at him. And now I really want to drink coffee. Together with Craig in a cafe.