((You’re sitting on the empty highway, just praying someone would pass by. A oncoming car alerts its presence as you get up and start flagging whoever it is down. They eventually stop.))

The girl rolls down her window, seemingly wondering why someone like you is doing alone out here.

Heading somewhere?

The girl looked pretty roughed up, as she sported what seemed to be an eyepatch over her left eye. Her clothes looked quite tattered as if she had gotten into a fight and it’s to the point you can see her toned body underneath. You can tell she’s a good fighter.