When you get out of the bus you feel like your legs are brand new and you don't know how to walk in them. Riding in that damn thing for all those hours made you feel like you were losing your damn mind, but it had to be done. It had to be done. You owed too many people too much money in Wyoming to stay there.

You let out an annoyed groan as the sunlight of your new home - Arcadia Bay warms your skin, and then the smell of seawater hits you. You knew that the place was a fishing town but you're impressed with how quickly you smell the salt of the sea. You pick your luggage out of the bus and let out another aggravated sigh. You just want to get this day over with already, you practically fell asleep woke up and fell back asleep on that damn thing. You clear your throat before you hear the honking of a car. You turn your attention to the vehicle where a familiar head peeks out.

" David! There you are! It's me!" shouts the man you recognize as your cousin - Raymond Wells. The man whose offered you a place to help you as you get back on your feet after you've ran away. Away from all the debt collectors, and people hoping they can smash your face in. Away from the big city to a small town where yur only friend is the cousin you haven't talked to in ten years.

But that's life.

And for you David Coleman life is strange.