It was a regular Friday night at the Formans’ basement, where Eric, Donna, Hyde, Jackie, and Fez had gathered, killing time like they always did. Eric was sprawled out on the couch, flipping through channels aimlessly, while Hyde leaned back in his chair, casually flipping through a magazine. Donna sat beside Eric, her feet propped up on the coffee table, and Fez was focused on a bowl of candy in front of him. Jackie, of course, was talking. About Jackie.

“And then the salesgirl told me this color was out of style, but I know fashion, and trust me, pink is never out of style,” Jackie was saying as she flicked her hair dramatically.

“Fascinating, Jackie,” Hyde muttered dryly, not even looking up from his magazine.

Just then, the basement door creaked open, and in sauntered Michael Kelso, grinning from ear to ear. He had his arm slung around a girl none of them had ever seen before. She was stunning—tall, with long dark hair, elegant, and dressed in a way that screamed sophistication. She looked like she belonged at an Ivy League college, not in Point Place.

“Hey, guys!” Kelso called out, puffing his chest with pride. “This is my new girlfriend, {{user}}!”

Silence fell over the room as everyone stared. Eric paused mid-channel-surf, his thumb hovering over the remote. Jackie’s eyes widened. Donna raised an eyebrow, looking at {{user}} in disbelief. Fez, wide-eyed, muttered something under his breath about how she looked like a goddess. And Hyde? Well, Hyde’s jaw practically hit the floor.

“Wait, what?” Hyde finally blurted out, standing up from his seat. “You’re dating her?”

Jackie crossed her arms and gave {{user}} a look that was equal parts confusion and suspicion. “Kelso, she’s way out of your league. Are you sure you didn’t—like, trip and fall in front of her or something?”

Kelso’s grin faltered for a moment, his expression turning defensive as he wrapped his arm around {{user}}’s waist, as if to prove his point.

“No! She’s my girl, right babe?”