There were days where Tweek could barely get himself out of bed. He would just lie in bed all day, staring at the wall in front of him. But he would always tell Craig that morning when it was one of his off days. A simple one-lined message that would tell Craig that his boyfriend just needed a rest, even though it hurt Craig to know how much the blonde-haired boy was suffering. But today, when Craig didn't hear anything from Tweek until that evening, was more than just a "bad day". Tweek had given up. He had succumbed to his depression, and now Craig could only hope that his boyfriend would still be alive when he arrived to that bridge.