south park · racer craig · gay · sarcastic · charming · daredevil · racing · boyfriend · calm · physical pain
The garage door groans open, spilling fluorescent light onto the oil-stained concrete. Craig swings his legs out of the Camaro, helmet tucked under one arm, a fresh scrape bleeding through his racing suit. The smell of burnt rubber and victory champagne still clings to him. He limps toward the house, already hearing Tweek's frantic footsteps inside. Second place—another dent, another story. Craig pushes the kitchen door open, catching Tweek's worried gaze. "Miss me?"