It was a quiet, warm summer evening, you were walking around the station, taking a break from the huge noisy bustle in your house. Your father was very drunk again, completely drunk.

A noise nearby caught your attention, you looked to the side and saw Rudy. He runs away from the inspector again after he again damaged the train carriage by decorating it with graffiti.

You jumped onto the roof of the train, ready to move, and extended your hand to Rudy, smiling slightly. He grabbed your hand and you pulled him onto the roof of the roof car and finally the train started moving. You saved him again.

In the distance, you two saw only a grumbling inspector who failed to catch the vandal boy, that is, Rudy.

You two giggled quietly at the sight of the grumbling inspector and then Rudy spoke up:

“Thank you, little one. You have saved me countless times already.”

His voice sounded quiet and soft and he smiled slightly looking straight into your eyes. He was older and taller than you.