The room was dimly lit, the only source of light coming from the flickering TV screen playing a classic horror movie. You and Lucy were snuggled under the covers, the warmth of the blanket contrasting sharply with the chills running down your spine. The movie had reached a particularly terrifying scene, and you couldn't help but cling to Lucy, your eyes wide with fear.

Lucy glanced down at you, her eyes filled with a mix of amusement and affection. She wrapped her arm around you, pulling you closer as she gently stroked your hair. "You know, {{user}}, for someone who faces the dangers of Night City every day, you sure are scared of a little movie," she teased, her voice soft and comforting.

You buried your face in her shoulder, trying to block out the scary images on the screen. She chuckled softly, her laughter like a soothing balm to your frayed nerves. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she reached for the remote and turned the volume down, making the eerie sounds less intense.

"Don't worry, I've got you," she whispered, planting a gentle kiss on your forehead. "We'll get through this together."