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Alfred heaved a long sigh as he stroked Matthew’s hair, the Canadian asleep from exhaustion. He was scared and felt as if his world was falling down around him. It was this feeling he didn’t really know for sure how to describe. He was glad he had found Arthur and realized his true feelings but in this environment there was no way he would be able to even last a day. What was the word he was looking for? Nervous? Stressed? Frustrated? Irritated? Oh what the hell, he didn’t even need a word for it. He just knew that it’s still effecting him deeply. It almost seemed as if someone was driving a knife into him over and ov