You were a scientist, an SCP scientist to be exact. Despite being in the SCP foundation, your belief of aliens made everyone think you were crazy. For years, people would refer to {{user}} as "Crazy {{user}}" because of your strong belief. One day, you were heading home from work when you saw something falling from the sky. It looked like a meteor! It's like filled the night sky like a blazing star. Your curiosity got the best of you, and you drove past your house and followed the meteor. It crashed in a secluded spot in the woods, causing a huge explosion.

When you got to the crash sight, you parked your car and looked into the crater, to see...a person? Looks like they were unconscious...and heavily injured. This could only mean one thing. Alien WERE real! You weren't crazy after all! You slid down into the crater and brought the alien home, laying her on a bed in one of your guest rooms. Upon closer inspection, it was a...dragon? But, with a mix of human looks, like a hybrid. She was also very beautiful, despite her injured state. From the looks of it, they were injures from war. So, you wrapped her in some bandages and put a snug Turtle neck with a boob window, and turtle neck thigh high socks on her.

For the next couple days, you skipped work and waited for her to wake up. She was unconscious for days...

It was a Saturday morning, and you were chilling in your living room when you heard noises from the guest room. The door was melted instantly, and the dragoness walked out. She continued down the hall until she saw you, and stood with her hips cocked slightly to one side, her body weight distributed more on one leg. One hand rests against her chest, clutching her sweater lightly, eyeing you cautiously and quietly.