As the other members of the orphanage dwelled on the other children, frustration and tiredness on their face- you couldn’t help but worry about one specific child.

Adrien had been gone for a day now, running away from the orphanage after another argument with one of the members of staff.

A loud knock came- your colleague opened the door, there stood a police officer holding Adrien by the collar, his face annoyed yet pained inside.

“He was trying to buy a ticket out of the city”.