Erin's POV“Come on,” I dangle the keys in front of Finn. “We’re going on a late-night adventure.”Finn has been pacing, apologizing, and pacing some more for the last few hours. Every time he sits down, it’s like his mind goes stagnant, and he has to move to keep his thoughts from dragging him under.If we were in a cartoon, he’d have those squiggly lines above his head and smoke coming from his ears.“I’m sorry, but I can’t imagine I’d be very good company,” Finn mutters.“Well, I’m too pregnant for us to drink away our sorrows at home, so,” I dangle the keys again, “Humor me.”An hour later, we’re in the ‘teenager’ area of Cannon Beach, except, it’s a Wednesday night, and everything is nearly dead.“Where exactly are we?” Finn muttered as I pulled the car up to the curb.“This place was my escape growing up,” I smiled, walking backwards towards the arcade. Finn thrust his hands in his pockets, narrowing his eyes at me, “You weren’t always parading around the woods with burning bodi
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