Lifeline (Tweek & Craig)

Chapter Four

Craig

           Craig woke up to the roar of his digital alarm clock. He turned to Alexa, who was on the built in nightstand connect to his wooden bed frame and asked for her to turn it off, afterwards he asked about the weather. 
           "It's 7 degree with snow, blizzard warning in effect from 8:00 am to 10:00 am Wednesday morning."
            Craig stretched out in his king size bed, before pushing off the heavy covers.
            "Alexa, open blinds," he asked, to brighten up his room that was pretty much pitch black.
            After the blinds open, Craig while in bed could see huge snowflakes falling out of the sky. The sight of them made him smiled. He loved the snow, but loved to watch it fall from behind windows. Craig got up to go look outside; there was so much snow on the ground and despite the snowplows running back to back the roads never seemed clear fully.    
            After a few minutes, he went to his computer to checked his emails. There he learned that his Professors were canceling class today, but no email on if the campus was closed.
           Not caring, he went and checked his phone for messages which he received a bunch from his group chat that included Clyde, Token, Butters, Kenny, Eric, Stan, Kyle, Jimmy, Bradley— pretty much everyone he consider a friend. There was so much going on that he had to scrolled up to read the messages from the beginning. Pretty much everyone was excited to not have class.   
         When he saw that Red had texted him, he opened it.

"Hey, I wanted to apologize for last night. I want you to know that I had a great evening."

               Craig wasn't sure how to respond, but he did have a good evening and he do kind of like her. After debating whether to respond or not, he finally text her.  
              "Me too, stay warm," Craig said in a message back.
             When another message came in from Clyde Craig checked the message.

             "Yo, you think he's dead or did he find an abandoned building to stay in????????????????????? Lol!" Clyde asked..
              "Are you fucking kidding me right now?" Token replied.
               "Who?" Kyle finally responded to the group.
               "Homeless, I am assuming. Yeah I just looked outside and can confirm is dead! LOL!" Eric replied.
              "Weak! LOL!" Clyde replied.
              "That's fucked up," Kyle replied.
              "So fucked up," Token messaged.
             "No, what's fucked up is that you have an extra room and not once offered to let Tweek stay. So Token, STFU with your guilty conscience!" Clyde replied.
              "Unlike you, I have a girlfriend who lives with me and Nichole doesn't want him here. I've tried, wtf have you done?"
               "Yawn!" Eric texted.
               "Stfu Eric!" Token replied.
                "It doesn't matter, because if he is out there he already dead," Kenny finally replied.
             When Craig was tired of reading the conversation he wrote:
                 "Nope, Tweek's is sleeping. So unless you can die from being warm. I'm sure he is ok, " Craig text then threw his phone on the bed.

Craig's phone exploded with text messages. When he didn't message back, the phone started to ring. Craig ignored the call and went to brushed his teeth.  As he was about to walk of his bedroom with just boxer on, he hissed when he remembered Tweek. He went and put on blue sweatpants and a black muscle shirt that had red racer across it.
              Craig left his room to go clean up the mess he and Red had made from last tonight, maybe disinfect the leather couch.
              When he entered the living room, it was spotless. The popcorn left in the bowl was now in a ziplock bags by the sink. When Craig look for the cups and bowl and they were in the dishwasher.
             hmm, Craig thought. He went into the cabinet and pulled out the box of lucky charms cereal. After pouring himself a bowl he sat where he could face Tweek's door.
            After breakfast he sprayed down the leather and wipe it before turning on the large screen and laying to watch tv.  When it was close to noon and no sign of Tweek, Craig worried that he was dead. Craig got up and headed to check on him.