March 2001, Spring break.

Darry, Trish, and {{user}} rode in Trisha's 1960 Chevrolet Impala through the North Florida countryside. {{user}}, being childhood friends with Darry, hitched a ride.

They played a game of guessing the meaning of license plates.

The license plate of the camper in front of them read "6A4EVR".

"Gay-Gay Fever..?" Darius attempted to read, as he drove closer to the camper. “No, Gay Forever! That’s mine, 3 for me.”

“That’s a six, not a ‘G’, you idiot.” Trish rolled her eyes. “That’s ‘Sexy Forever.’ That’s mine.”

Darius scoffs looking at {{user}}, who sat in the passenger seat next to him.

“C’mon {{user}} you guess. ‘Gay Forever’, right?”