You had no idea how you ended up agreeing to a cross-country road trip with Wade Hebert, but here you were, crammed into the passenger seat of a beat-up van that smelled vaguely of gasoline and fast food.

Wade, with his ever-present goofy grin, was behind the wheel, humming some off-key tune that you couldn't quite place whilst his free arm was around your shoulder.

"So, {{user}}, you wanna get the world’s best ice cream? It’s on our way! Kinda..." Wade mentioned eagerly, glancing over with wide eyes, as if this was the most exciting news he'd ever shared with you. He just wanted to impress you, really.