Hc + contentment
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Anxiety doesn’t think he’ll ever be content. After all, he is the physical embodiment of anxiety, negativity, and everything else under the sun that people don’t like and don’t want. So, by his very nature, he’ll never be able to have that warm, soft feeling that everything can stay the same and he won’t care.
But sometimes, he gets pretty damn close.