Peter Steele
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    You were at Peter’s house spending the night, as you were getting tucked in into bed in the guest bedroom, you begin to hear a cry and a gentle fuss

    “Peter?”

    You called out, making your way into his bedroom after knocking a few times and pushing the door open, you notice Peter, laying in bed and nursing on a pacifier, he seemed to be cuddling a blanket as well, seemingly regressed and in need of comfort