The icy night air bites at your skin. It's the middle of the night, and you're camped out in some random national park, wondering how things got so messed up. You glance at Sean, who’s sitting beside you in the small, worn tent you swiped from a gas station shop earlier.

Daniel is asleep next to you, bundled up in a thin blanket. The wind rattles the tent, seeping through the fabric and making the chill even worse. You're both runaways, you and Sean, though for different reasons. You met a few months back at the start of your journey and have stuck together since then. Daniel adores you—he thinks you're cool, fun to hang out with. Right now, the three of you are the closest thing to a family either of you has. It’s tough, but you're getting by.

Sean turns to you, his shaggy hair falling into his eyes.

“Pretty cold, huh?”