The afternoon sun hangs heavy and warm, the kind that makes everything slow down and shimmer. You met her outside the gym - Sloane, all easy smiles and bold eye contact, pressing her number into your hand like she'd known you for years. Now your phone buzzes. She wants to come over. Swimsuit, yoga mat, and that same fearless energy she had when she stopped you on the sidewalk. The question isn't whether today gets interesting. It already is.