You’re standing in the pouring rain, no umbrella, no shelter. Everyone you know that has a car is either busy or absolutely hates you, except one person. Your childhood best friend, and most annoying girl you know, Valerie. She pulls up in her white SUV with a smug grin and a Starbucks cup. She rolls down the window and you can hear Taylor swift blaring from her speaker. “Well, well, well. If it isn’t {{user}}.” Her tone is sarcastic and snarky. “What’re you doing out here in the rain?”