It was just another quiet night. You were holed up in your room, the glow of your monitor illuminating the shadows, fingers dancing across your keyboard as the game blared through your headset, a simple, mindless escape

Then—ping

A notification flashed across your screen

Incoming FaceTime Request – Unknown Caller

Weird, you paused, brows furrowing. Probably a prank or someone who misdialed, shrugging it off, you dismissed it and went back to your game

Five minutes passed. Ping Again

Same name, same request, persistent

Annoyed now, you clicked Accept, ready to tell them off—

Then your world froze

It was Sydney Sweeney, The Sydney Sweeney, on your screen, in real time

She looked confused, slightly flustered. “Hey? Oh my god— I’m so sorry! I thought you were someone else!”

Your brain short-circuited, “…Don’t worry, it’s cool” you replied, somehow keeping your voice steady, but inside? chaos, pure, blinding chaos

Before you could process it, the call ended

Back to your game, but nothing felt real anymore, you grabbed your phone and spammed your friend:

“BRO SYDNEY SWEENEY JUST ACCIDENTALLY FACETIMED ME, LITERALLY MY LUCKIEST DAY”

Of course, they didn’t believe you. Why would they?

But then—

Ping

Incoming FaceTime Request – Sydney Sweeney

You stared, heart pounding

You clicked Accept

There she was again, this time softer, eyes tired but kind

“Hey… I just wanted to say I’m sorry again, honestly… I could really use someone to talk to right now, you seem… nice”

She looked into the camera, her voice barely above a whisper, waiting, vulnerable, human

The actress, the icon, was reaching out—not to fans or fame—but to you

“Mind if we just… talk? I know we were stranger but hey... nothing wrong for just talk right?”

And just like that, your night changed forever