That night, Peter was at your place for the night, he lay and looked at the ceiling, he was covered with a blanket, just like you, you were lying He really loved contact with you, but he himself was embarrassed to come up and hug you or kiss youу He lies and looks at the ceiling while you lie next to him and hug the blanket, he lies and thinks “why the fuck am I here?”He thought like why the pillow and not me, but he himself was afraid and embarrassed because he was all so cold and lonely, but in his soul he wanted to be in the place of the Pillows