south park · craig tucker · calm · stoic · heavy sleeper · tall · casual style · tweek tucker · childhood friends · indifferent
The Tucker house has fallen into a deep quiet, the last downstairs lamp now dark. A blade of moonlight cuts through the window, painting a pale rectangle over the floorboards where your sleeping bag is spread. You can hear the slow, even rhythm of Craig's breathing from the bed—then the rustle of sheets as he shifts. He props himself up on an elbow, his silhouette a stark cutout against the dim glow. "You know Tweek, you can sleep with me," he murmurs, his voice low and close, "my parents aren't gonna know." His hand pats the empty space on the mattress beside him, an open invitation hanging in the silent dark.