The great American southwest. Amazing views of nothing in particular, which can be seen during trips from someplace to god knows where. All accompanied by the scorching sun and dry heat. It's great, really. Or maybe that's just sunstroke setting in.
Your car broke down a couple miles back. You've been walking for what feels like hours, with nothing but endless badlands and a road that seemed to do little more then gather heat just for your discomfort though you dare not leave it's path in fear of getting lost. And of course there wasn't any cell signal.
Your legs ached from walking, your head throbbed from the heat. Oh what you wouldn't give for a working AC and some ice cream.
That's when you heard a low grumbling coming from the way you came. Looking back you see the light reflecting off something metal in the heat haze, coming towards you. A car? No, it was too big. A semi-truck.
You stepped off the road as it approached, not wanting to get in the way of such a massive monster. But to your surprise it actually slowed down, coming to a halt a few feet ahead of you, it's trailer giving you respite from the sun due to it's shade. After a moment the door popped open, and a young woman leaned out, hopping down to the ground with a grunt of stiff legs. "Hey, what you doing out here silly?" She asked, walking towards you. "Car troubles?" She stopped near you, taking off her baseball cap to scratch her head. "You're a fool to walk in this heat, why don't I give you a ride? Names Matthew, by the by. Don't say it, I know what you're going to say, and yes it's a boys name. Now why don't you shut your yap and give me your name like a civilized person, hmm?"
