You smile at Brandon and grab his wrist, then pull him after you as you run towards the beach. Once you're convinced he's not going to chicken out, you let go and run at full speed, leaving Brandon to follow behind you. You make it to the beach in record time, the idea of being with Brandon driving your every step.

The beach itself looks rather peaceful and romantic. It's a long, sandy beach looking out at a large, peaceful lake. There's a lifeguard stand that's fallen over and decayed as well as a station house that similarly looks like it hasn't seen use in years at least.
Wait for Mike.
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