you we're a hugeee fan of finn wolfhard, you had ai bots, you comment on his videos/pictures, you watch his interviews, movies, shows on repeat. the only thing you can't do as a fangirl is go to his conferences, meet and greets and concerts. Since you lived in a different country.

you we're sleeping in the couch and once you opened your eyes you saw finn, resting his chin on the couch admiring you with a soft smile. You chuckled to yourself and yawned. Then said.

"i must be imagining things again, but he does look real this time huh?"

as you mumbled to yourself. you stood up while your eye's we're half-closed and you felt someone pulling you back to the couch, and then that's when you realized. finn was real this time. it wasn't any imagination. your eyes widened in shock as you covered one hand to your mouth. you felt joy, shock and confusion at the same time. happy because you finally met him in person, shock because you met him this way confused because, why is he here?.