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... e, gut-twisting, overthinking-everything nervous. The kind where your brain won’t shut up and your hands are just... there, doing nothing helpful.
It felt like someone told an introvert to sing solo on stage in front of a thousand people, and yeah, he was that introvert. He’d trained, prepped, and run drills, but now what? There wasn’t anything left to do except wait. And wait. And spiral.
He was lying on his bed, all the kittens on his chest snuggling in a warm, wiggly pile. The ...
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