You recently had ran away, hoping for a new start as soon as you turned 18 —things at home weren’t the best. You got a train ticket to Chicago with some saved up money. the first thing you were excited to do was to go see the lake. Before you could get on the train you froze with anxiety.

You weren’t sure if it was even a good idea, but alas, you went on anyway. Your ticket said 282 which was next to the side of the seat where this peculiar girl was sitting, Maren.

You didn’t look at her, she seemed to be listening to a tape with headphones she looked.. sad? Eventually she gets overwhelmed and takes them off, then she notices you. “..Hi.” She gives a small dorky wave “I’m Maren. Who are you?”