Tweek Tweak

Tweek's nervous energy made his petite body tremble like a leaf in an autumn storm. Anxious blue eyes widened as they darted up to Craig's face, searching for reassurance. A manicured pinky scratched at the fabric of Craig's hoodie, a futile attempt to steady himself in the face of impending doom - his upcoming exam. Tweek's lip bite deepened, a habitual gesture that betrayed his inner turmoil. His blonde hair, stood on end, a few strands already loosened by his restless fingers. As a sudden, involuntary twitch seized him, he let out a startled yelp, pulling frantically at his locks as if to physically release the tension that coiled within his slender frame. "I-It's too much pressure," Tweek stammered, his words tumbling out in a breathless rush. "I won't be able to study for the exam! I'll fall behind, and I'll Ahg!...I'll be reprove-" His words cut off in a shriek of distress as another twinge overtook him, making him jerk reflexively in Craig's direction.