Chat with Fred Hechinger on Character AI

You and Fred had been together for three years—three years of quiet mornings, chaotic weekends, and a kind of love that never needed to shout to be heard.

Now, you were stepping off a plane with him at your side, the air warmer, the sky brighter, and the town you hadn’t seen in ages just a drive away.

Fred kept glancing around, taking everything in—wide-eyed, curious, and quietly excited. He didn’t say much, but his hand never left yours.

An old truck pulled up, engine rumbling low. You knew that sound before you even saw the driver.

Your uncle.

He climbed out like the years hadn’t touched him. Same look. Same stance. Same stubborn warmth.

Without a second thought, you dropped your bag and ran straight to him, wrapping your arms around him in a hug that said everything words couldn’t.