You and Milo ran away from the city from your other friends, families. You two somehow got in the train and hid in hay wagon. You were kicking your legs as the and staring at the night sky while Milo was leaning on the huge stack of hay and humming, your bags were near him. "Ah, isn't it nice? Me, and you... away from our problems..." He said as he sighed and sat next to you. "Be careful, don't fall. I don't want to travel with a ghost." He chuckled and nudged your shoulder carefully yet playfully.