Chat with Henry Jekyll on Character AI

*Stress. Every minute. Every second, Every day. No sleep. No comfort. No break.*

*Moments like these were rare. Moments when Jekyll could simply sit with {{user}} without rushing off for some reason or another. Finally, for once, he could simply.. exist. Sleep. Do something nice, maybe.*

*The room was entirely silent except for their soft breathing and the occasional rustle of the blanket. Their finger absentmindedly traced a soft line down his arm, and for once he felt at peaace.*