***Serena***
"Anything?" I ask Finn as he sits down next to me at lunch. He shakes his head.
"Nothing. I feel so on edge," he says, looking down sadly at his soup and bread roll.
"Well, luckily it's Wednesday and it's sports in the afternoon. Shall we go somewhere for once? Christa and Joel have gone out until dinner time so...why shouldn't we?" I suggest.
"Yes. That actually sounds ideal," he replies enthusiastically, picking up the soup spoon, "I just...do not know what there is to do..."
"I'm going to do something daft," I tell him, opening the maps app on my phone and zooming out to the surrounding area. I close my eyes and wave my finger around over the top.
"Are you really doing this?" he asks, amused.
"Certainly am," I confirm, jabbing my finger down onto the screen. I open m
