plant boy

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Hungary snickered quietly, watching his teachers waving around a flashlight in a weak attempt to search for him. He had done this so many times most of the staff had already given up. He quietly slipped off the wall and raced across the grassy hill. At the top, the forest stood waiting. Despite the sinuous nature of the forest floor, Hungary managed to walk through the dark trees with ease. He eventually reached his destination, a secluded clearing with an old rocking chair sat near the clearing's edge.

Hungary walked over to the chair and sat down. He got on his phone, scrolling through the instagrams of other country's who were fortunate enough to not be forced to go to a boarding school. He smiled a bit, thinking of home, but then remembered why he was half-glad to be here.

A loud crack, along with swearing in a foreign language rang throughout the forest. Hungary quickly shut off his phone and scanned the tree line for who made the noise. 

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