#(he's gonna wait until hes trapped in the car w him before being annoying af lmaoo)

[gonnabefamous]

@predatorymaniac

Finally getting out of his home town had to have been one of the healthiest things Zach had done for himself. After all the relationships he had destroyed on his rampant pursuit for fame due to an early identity crisis a few years ago, living here had just felt pathetic… and not to mention meaningless. His friends had gone off to college a few years ago and hadn’t talked to him since and his claim to fame had been a huge failure. He had no purpose, or so he felt. He still took pride in his few artistic talents and was sort of still trying at that fame thing, taking a much less obnoxious approach via the Internet. People loved music and sweet rhymes and he could do both of those things!

That's why he found himself driving the van his mom had given to him a couple years ago aimlessly through a totally different state. He was going to reinvent himself, both for himself and for the people. Zach Stone hadn’t completely given up yet. He would simply call it a “hiatus” if anyone happened to ask. Zach is a new man! Twenty one years old, completely legal, and totally out on his own with no one to tell him what to do or how to act. Man, he was going to do so many things! He was going to sight-see, write catchy lyrics in the middle of random open fields like a true artist, meet a ton of questionable individual’s throughout his travels— he was going to be some kind of drifter. Or atleast that’s what he envisions for himself.

He had only just crossed the first state line and he may have already been getting a little ahead of himself… the tall young man was busy jamming out to some 80’s style music that involved an uncomfortable amount of synth when he notices a hitchhiker on the side of the road. His mother had always told him to be wary of hitch hikers but he felt like she only said that because she watched Dateline on the regular. He was a 6’5 grown adult, he was pretty sure if anyone tried to scrap with him he could handle it.

Zach, feeling euphoric about his seemingly new found freedom, finds it in his heart to feel sympathetic for this random stranger and he slows his vehicle in order to pull it over near the general area he had spotted the other person. He looked about his age, maybe a bit younger… what kind of jerk would just keep driving? Zach wonders, his naivety immediately apparent as he address the other. “Hey!” Zach calls out after rolling down the window. He leans forward in his seat, eyes studying the other. “Where ya headed? If it’s not too far out of my way, I wouldn’t mind giving you a ride."