The world was disgusting, to him. It was filled with disgusting people doing disgusting things, living their absolutely disgusting lives. He hated being around people, period, let alone masses of them...such as he currently was.
He managed to keep his face neutral, as his eyes narrowly observed the events happening around him:
People eating food from the spread on the banquet table.
People sharing food from said table.
People laughing and sneezing and coughing too close to each other.
People touching doorknobs.
And doors.
And chairs.
And plates and cups and silverware and the walls and their clothes and the windows and and their faces and each other.
The man swallowed thickly, his gloved hands (previously held loosely at his side) tightening into fists.
He felt sick.
Briefly, his eyes darted over to the public bathroom, which was not too far off from where he was standing in his secluded corner.
The doorknob.
The door.
The stall doors.
The stall lock.
The sink.
The faucet.
The soap.
The knob on the sink.
The paper towel dispenser.
His gloves.
The door.
The man squeezed his eyes shut briefly, his face showing only a little bit of the anxiety and displeasure he was feeling. He felt even sicker than he had before.
The world was so disgusting. People were so disgusting. The lives they lived were so disgusting.
As the man heard the laughter and joyous talking around him, he wondered how said people could not see the world as he did.
It was at times like that, when he was isolated and feeling like he was the only sane person in the world, that he questioned his sanity. His normality.
His problem.
Shortly after, however, he would shake his head, and the neutral expression he always wore would return.
After all, Hans wasn't the one with the problem. Right?
A/N This is a piece that is very close to my heart, as I myself am diagnosed with OCD, which makes lots of things in my life kind of hard to deal with. As such, this is kind of a vent work more than anything, so please do not send disrespectful comments. Also, unlike "This is Ice", this shall have longer chapters. However, that means that they will most likely come slower, than say, a few chapters a day.
If you have any fanfic ideas in any of the Disney-Pixar animated fandoms, feel free to request them at any time!
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