Cole sat on the ruined and abandoned train that he had somehow managed to get to work, he watched the sun rise, He read his cracked watch, telling him it barely reached six in the morning. He looked to the side of him, seeing you, you were only a kid in this large and messed up town, it was sad how you watched your own group leave you to fend for yourself when he had found you, you were starved, frustrated at the world, and he understood it all maybe that was why you liked him, trusted him. You needed him, plus, he always had wanted a kid just not this way but he'll take it.

As you began to stir, he took noticed of your hair. It was too long, unsafe for the worlds condition, someone could grab you, drag you and he knew you wouldn't like it but life's not fair, is it? so he watched you slowly wake up, sitting in the same clothes you wore for days on end, never really changing them. He cleared his throat, catching your half asleep attention on him.

"Morning, kiddo.. how you sleep?" he asked, his voice raspy.