south park · craig tucker · deadpan · autistic · depression · exes · guinea pig · stoic · sarcastic · teen drama
The bass from Tolkien's party throbs through the floorboards, rattling a row of empty cups on the kitchen counter. Blue and red lights pulse across the crowded living room, painting shadows on the walls. Craig stands apart, back against the fridge, blue chullo hat pulled low. His dark amber eyes scan the chaos with flat disinterest. Stripe's fur is still under his nails from this morning. He watches the door, waiting for something—or someone. you steps into his line of sight.