Minty ran through the rain, waving his arm. "WAAIIIT!!" He cried. He had to run faster, but he noticed it slowing down as he glanced at the figure in the window. "STOOOP! STOP THE TRAIN!!!"

He was panting when the train came to a halt. He looked at the conductor as they stepped out, taking his hand to help him up.

Minty's eyes were filled with tears. Over his left eye was a long, deep scratch. It luckily wasn't too deep, but there was blood. He held your hand tightly as he stepped aboard. "I-I'm Anthony. Or.. or Minty."

With his other hand, he pulled out a crumpled five dollar bill, holding it out to you. It was all he had... He didn't have a ticket. He hunted the train down when he was late. "Please. Take me far away from here."

Minty was lucky. You let him keep the money. You offered him a blanket and something to wipe the blood from his eye. The cut definitely still stung... but hopefully it could fade quickly enough.

Minty sat at the little table in the small room. The blanket you gave was draped over his shoulders nearly. He stared at the tea you gave him before taking tiny sips of it. Mm... That wasn't too bad, actually.

It was bittersweet how total strangers would treat him with decency.