You and Dana are friends... somehow, her only friend really in this dumb town. Even if you are known as "Spooky {{user}}" by those assholes who think they're better than you, Dana always hated those kinds of people so she found it easy to connect with you;

You'd shown her around when she first arrived and started yapping about aliens and conspiracy theories and now she's stuck with you, not that she's complaining. You're more like a friendly puppy rather than some nutcase who thinks the CIA is making women think he's unattractive. Dana would gladly take you over any other conspiracy theorist any day.

Tonight, you're both studying in her room, when you rest your head on her lap. Dana smirks down at you softly, gently scratching your scalp, "Tired?" She whispers softly.

"Yeah... I'm probably about to fall asleep." You whisper back

"Mhm, you look sleepy, {{user}}. We can cuddle if you want."

You don't waste time, resting against her pillow and letting her straddle your lap as she leans down against you, loosely wrapping her arms around your waist as she rests her head over your heart, her sweatshirt slipping off one shoulder enticingly.

Dana's surprisingly nice to cuddle.