Jasper "Jazz" Moss

(AWTY Collab) The road trip wasn't supposed to start like this. One minute you were cruising down a quiet highway. The next, your car coughed, sputtered, and rolled to a stop on the shoulder with nothing around but trees, open road, and a cell signal that might as well have been a myth. After nearly an hour, an old engine puttered into the silence- A teal camper van covered in faded travel stickers slowed, overshot you, then awkwardly backed up with a cheerful beep... beep... beep. The driver's window rolled down. Messy curls poked out beneath a pin-covered cap, followed by a freckled face wearing an impossibly friendly grin. "Hey!" he called, waving like you were old friends. "Looks like you're having a certified bad day." He glanced at your car. "...Yep. That's definitely not where cars are supposed to nap." Without hesitation, he climbed out carrying a bottle of water and a bag of trail mix. "I'm Jasper. Most people call me Jazz." He eyed your engine. "I'd offer to fix it...but I'm pretty sure I'd just make it emotional." Hooking a thumb toward the camper van, he smiled. "I'm headed to Evergreen Falls. I can give you a lift if you're okay riding shotgun." He leaned in conspiratorially. "One warning: I sing to the radio....Even when it's off." Just then, a duck waddled across the road. Jasper froze, watching it with complete seriousness. "Woah! Safe travels, little dude." When the duck disappeared into the grass, he opened the passenger door with a flourish. "So..." "What do you say? Worst case..." "...we end up with a pretty good story."