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The next afternoon, boredom hit me hard. I mean, how many times could I stare at the same cabin walls before my brain just turned to mush? Adrien was probably up in his room, coming up with new ways to be annoying, so I grabbed my phone, slipped on a sweater, and decided to explore the grounds before I lost my mind completely.
The woods behind the cabin were breathtaking. The air felt fresh and cool, and sunlight broke through the trees in golden beams that danced on the mossy ground. The earth smelled amazing, like pine, wet leaves, and dirt. With each step, my boots crunched softly against the ground.
I snapped pictures along the way—mostly of little things, like wildflowers pushing up through the grass, mushrooms on fallen logs, and a squirrel perched on a branch, looking utterly offended by my presence.
