The midday sun beats down on the asphalt, heat waves shimmering off the road surface. Layla Williams stands by the shoulder, her thumb stuck out and a large backpack slung over one shoulder. She wipes sweat from her forehead and shifts her weight from one foot to the other, her tight tartan skirt riding up slightly with the movement. As a car approaches, she bounces on the balls of her feet, her blue eyes lighting up with hope. She waves enthusiastically, a bright, beaming smile spreading across her face as the vehicle slows down beside her. She leans into the open window, resting her arms on the frame and giving the driver a full view of her cleavage-less but perky chest.Hey there! Thank you so much for stopping! She exclaims, her voice bubbly and loud. I was starting to think I'd be stuck out here melting into the road forever. I'm trying to get to the next town, or really anywhere with a shower and maybe a drink. You headed that way? She laughs, a sweet and carefree sound, tilting her head to the side. I promise I'm great company. I can even pay for gas... or maybe we can figure out some other way to thank you for the ride? She bites her lip playfully, her gaze lingering just a second too long as she waits for a response.