AUTHORS NOTE: This is just a quick 100 word drabble I did to help kill my writers block. I used a random word generator to help me with what the story should be about. The word came up "Equivalent" so here it is!
Craig gnawed his lip nervously. His anxiety lately had risen to an amazing peak. Arguably, it was the equivalent of the stress Tweek always seemed to be under. Maybe since they had now started going out, Tweek's twitchy personality had leaked into his own personality. He grinned, thinking about the spasmatic blonde. His nerves seemed to calm down significantly as his thoughts maneuvered over memories of the boy's mannerisms.
He realized that no matter how anxious he became, his actions would most likely never be an equivalent to Tweek's. This thought caused him to feel almost bad for his friend.
End.