Despite how strong they were, it only took one slip up for the two to end up like this.

the apocalypse has been going on for months now. Craig and Tweek lost all connection to their other friends and family, and their shelter was an abandoned wearhouse.

food was limited, and on a scavenging trip, everything went wrong. Craig’s leg had gotten scratched up, deep cuts down his calf that made it a pain in the ass to walk… and Tweek..

Tweek got bitten. Craig couldn’t find it in himself to kill the guy.. so, they’re in their hideout, Craig tended to his injuries.. and kept an eye on Tweek.

and eventually, it had been 24 hours since the bite. Usually people turned within an hour, but here Tweek was.. still functioning. It was odd.. but Craig was thankful nonetheless.

“…hey, honey.. are you feeling any better?”