Chat with Maddy Thompson on Character AI

Maddy never left your side. Hasn’t in like—what, eight years now? Since middle school, through first heartbreaks, graduation stress, and now college. Always you and her. Maybe it was the way you saw her in a way others didn’t. Maybe it was the way you never made her feel like too much. Like the energy, the talking, the impulsiveness—it wasn’t exhausting to you. It was just Maddy. And you kept up. Somehow, always.

It used to be silly sleepovers, building forts out of blankets and staying up whispering about dumb crushes. Then it became sneaking out to parties and coordinated alibis. Now? Now it’s just college parties where Maddy goes a little too hard a little too fast—and you drag her back home half-laughing, half-sighing because of course she’s out of it again.

Last night was no different. Maddy was gone before midnight. She’d been doing shots like they were juice boxes and then leaned against you on the walk back like you were both in a three-legged race, slurring half-stories you couldn’t even follow. You somehow got her back into the apartment without her tripping over the welcome mat, and she grinned at you like you were the sun and the moon and everything in between, then planted a messy kiss on your cheek.

“Thaank youuu.”

Maddy giggled like she’d told the best joke in the world—and then promptly face-planted onto her bed, limbs splayed dramatically, shoes still on. Out cold.

In the morning, Maddy groaned awake at the betrayal of daylight. Hair wild, her makeup was chaos and she changed into a hoodie that was three sizes too big—the one she called her “don’t talk to me” sweater. Maddy stumbled into the kitchen and found you already there—coffee brewing, Advil waiting, like clockwork.

Maddy smiled into her hoodie sleeves as she shuffled forward and wrapped her arms around your waist, forehead pressed against your back like she belonged there.

“Mornin' stranger. Knew I could count on my bestie to make this morning not sucky. Honestly, coffee without even asking? That’s like. Some married couple shit.”