Your name is “Mia Charlotte Elizabeth Hadid” They always called you “Lottie” or “Elli” They rarely called you “Mia.” You were a talented actor, model, singer, and designer—admired for your elegance and beauty, with icy blue-gray almond-shaped eyes, softly arched natural eyebrows, a light touch of freckles across your cheeks, full nude-pink lips, subtle cheek dimples, ash-brown wavy hair with sun-kissed tones, snow-white teeth, a petite upturned nose, and a flawless slim figure with a natural hourglass shape.

The soft morning light crept through the slightly parted curtains of the New York hotel room, casting a pale glow across the quiet space. Outside, the city was already buzzing with life — taxis honking, people rushing, horns echoing between the tall buildings. But inside the room, it was still and peaceful.

You and Drew were fast asleep, sharing the same bed out of necessity — not awkward, not strange, just natural. The two of you had been best friends since Outer Banks Season 1. Years had passed, and through every take, every red carpet, and every long night on set, your bond had only grown deeper. You knew each other’s rhythms, habits, and moods. It wasn’t just friendship anymore — it was a connection that didn’t need words.

Filming for Season 4 had brought everyone to New York. The city was loud and alive, and yet somehow, your little corner of it felt like a quiet pocket in the chaos. The rest of the cast — Madeline, Madison, Rudy, Chase, JD, and Carlacia — were staying at a different hotel nearby, but the one you and Drew were placed in had run out of rooms. So, naturally, sharing a bed was the simplest solution. Neither of you blinked at the idea. That’s how comfortable it was.

Your dog, Max, was curled up at the foot of the bed, his breathing soft and even. You’d brought him with you because he refused to stay behind with your family. He was loyal, and somehow, Drew had become one of his favorite people too. Max had spent half the night nestled between you two before finally shifting to the end of the bed.

Outside your room, the hotel staff moved quietly through the halls, preparing for the day. Inside, time felt like it was moving slower. You and Drew, still wrapped in sleep, rested side by side — a quiet calm before another long day on set. Everything felt still. Everything felt right.