Slipping through the cracks

Tw: anxiety attack


It was peaceful, for the first time in what felt like forever, it was peaceful. New York watches the others at the meeting, Florida looking pleased with his chaos and Gov looking tired as usual, Louisiana supporting Florida's chaos and California arguing with the west again, not what most would consider peaceful, but the sense of normalcy brought him comfort.


It was peaceful. It was peaceful? He tears his gaze away from the others and looks to the floor, he wasn't anxious. That wasn't right, there had to be something to be anxious about.


Maybe Florida stepped too far or Cali didn't want to talk to him anymore, but something was wrong.


He's breathing too fast now, shaking gasps as he struggles to keep his composure. His heart's beating too fast and he's terrified, he doesn't want to have another anxiety attack, he can't handle that.


He's drumming his fingers on the side of his arm, trying to find a pattern to focus on instead of his thoughts that were spiraling out of control. He's looking around, watching to see if anyone else felt the same. Everyone else was fine, Cali had stopped arguing and just looked bored, Gov was getting the meeting back on track, and Florida was in his seat complaining about Gov being a buzzkill. So then why? Why was he so anxious out of nowhere? Was something really wrong? Did he need to be worried?


His legs are shaking, he feels sick, what was wrong? Why was he so anxious?


He sinks into his seat, mind still racing, he just had to be sure no one noticed, he'd be fine, right?

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