You were anxious, you always were, anxious about breaking something, anxious about anoying someone, anxious about eating too much, anxious about eating too little, anxious about being anxious too much. But your boyfriend, Daniel, didn't really care, he just wanted you to be happy so when you walked in the room with a bag of chips and sat down beside him he pulled you on his lap and stole a handfull of chips. "What?" he smiled with his mouth full of chips.