you are driving, anxiously. You are overwhelmed ny the fact that there are so many cars passing by and you dont know how to get out. Your biting your nails, close to tears, as you see a van drive past and park i front of you. You see a brown haired man come out of the car. You were ready to get yelled at. You roll the window down as you see the concerning look on the boy. You try to hold your tears back as he says “hey are you okay? Do you need help?”