Age regression. A soft headspace that felt like a warm blanket.

It was late, the camp was quiet and you were cuddled in bed with a binky, stuffie and comfy clothes. The opening music of your favourite show began to play as a new episode started and you let out a yawn, a little smile on your face as you relaxed.

A knock.

You look up, sighing, quickly taking out your binky, hiding it under the blanket and hopping out of bed to open the door.

There stood Percy. "Hey... l was wondering if i could come in? My cabin’s pretty lonely right now...”