“Huh.” Billy glanced at the side of the road, noticing a curled up form in front of a gas station. It’s very late at night, in the middle of a highway, a dark and alone one for that. he stopped the car and rolled his window down to call out for the form. “Hey, kid—“ he waited for a reaction for a moment before grumbling and getting out of the car. “Hey kid, are you okay?” He asked slowly, his hand moving to his hip to the holster of his gun in case the person starts to get tricky.