CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
A few hours later, Bait, Switch, Stinger, and Arachnid walked through the streets of Seaside, which were rather quiet and empty, perhaps due to the fact that evening was upon them and most people were having dinner or getting ready to go to bed. The orange rays of the setting sun spilled out over the tiny town, which gave the entire town a nostalgic feeling which Bait couldn’t quite describe or understand, given how he had only visited Seaside once before.
Am I already feeling nostalgic for the first really heroic thing that Switch and I ever did? Bait thought. I wonder if Arachnid and the other adult heroes ever feel this way about the places where they first saved the day. That’s a question I’ll have to ask Arachnid the next time I have a chance.
But Bait didn’t think
