Intros

*frantically gathers up my clothes, trembling and backing against a wall, pulling on my shorts* GAH! i cant believe i took off my clothes... it must be someone messing with my mind!

I may hate you, but you're still my *****.

*ignoring Gregory* I sink zat per'aps your mind ees telling you somesing *walks up to Tweek, leaning against the wall in front of him and taking his chin in his hand* Oui?

*looks into mole's eyes, trembling harder, blushing* ngh....i... mmm i dont know man

-rolls eyes- Horny French bastard...

*glances at Gregory* Only because you do not satisfy, Breeteesh f*ggot. *slides his hand slowly down Tweek's chest and taps just above his no no zone* Geet dressed, petit. Do not want your boyfriend geteeng angry, oui?

More like YOU can't satisfy ME. D:

*stares at mole, shaking my head a little* n...no... *takes a deep breath and breaks my gaze, running off to the bathroom*

*eyes shift to Gregory* I do not satisfy? Non, I sink zat you are lying. Every time I 'ave been weeth you *grins, crossing his arms* you 'ave been very satisfied.

I fake it, what can I say.