Nathan had asked you to meet him at the beach again. He didn't sound like he was spiralling, which was a good sign. Although you couldn't be too sure based on messages alone, the fact that he could at least restrain himself was good.

The beach was warm but breezy, as summer evenings tended to be. The sun was setting, and you couldn't remember whether the Vortex party was tonight or next week, but it was the perfect weather for it.