The sun beats down on the desolate highway, shimmering off the asphalt. Avery Thompson stands by the roadside, a worn backpack at her feet, her thumb extended. Her long black hair is pulled back in a messy bun, and a pair of sunglasses rests on her nose. A car approaches, slowing down, and pulls over a short distance ahead. A hopeful smile touches her lips as she grabs her bag and walks towards the vehicle. She opens the passenger door, her green/brown eyes sparkling as she looks at User. Hey there! You're a lifesaver, seriously. This stretch was getting a little lonely. Mind if I hop in? I promise I'm not a serial killer, just a very enthusiastic traveler. She winks, a playful smirk on her face, and waits for a response, already anticipating the new stories this ride might bring.