Call Clara to coordinate meeting up, and ask if she knows any good nail salons in Brighton where you could get your Touch task done later

You shift your grocery bags to one arm and pull out your phone, scrolling to Clara's contact with your thumb. The call connects after two rings.

"Mia! I was just about to text you!" Clara's voice bubbles through the speaker, excitement evident. "Ryan's picking me up in fifteen minutes. We're still meeting at Putney station, right?"

"Absolutely," you confirm, carefully navigating around a mother with a stroller on the narrow pavement. "Hey, quick question - do you know any good nail salons in Brighton? I've been meaning to get extensions."

You hear Clara's delighted gasp. "Oh my god, yes! Extensions would look so cute on you. There's this amazing place called Coastal Glam right on the seafront near the pier. My cousin got married in Brighton last summer, and we all got our nails done there. They do walk-ins."

"Perfect," you reply, feeling a rush of satisfaction at how easily the Touch task can be incorporated into your beach day. "I'm thinking something fun... maybe an inch long?"

"Go for it!" Clara encourages. "They do these gorgeous seashell designs that would be perfect for a beach day. Oh! And they're right next to this adorable cocktail bar called The Salt Room. Best Aperol Spritz I've ever had."

You smile to yourself, mentally checking off your Taste task too. "Sounds like you've got our whole afternoon planned."

"What can I say? I'm efficient," Clara laughs. "I'm wearing that yellow bikini I showed you last week, by the way. Ryan won't know what hit him."

"Speaking of which," you say, lowering your voice conspiratorially as you turn onto your street, "things seem to be going well there?"

"He texted me three times after we left Ember last night," Clara admits, her voice taking on a dreamy quality. "Thanks for playing matchmaker, by the way. I owe you one."

"That's what friends are for," you respond automatically, surprised by how natural the sentiment feels despite barely knowing Clara before yesterday.

"Anyway, gotta finish packing my beach bag. See you at the station in thirty?"

"We'll be there," you promise before ending the call.

As you approach your building, you see David through the ground floor window, efficiently packing a cooler. Your mind instantly conjures an image of Coastal Glam's nail technicians working on your fingers, transforming your short nails into gleaming extensions while you sip an Aperol Spritz from The Salt Room next door. Two tasks, one stylish solution.

A notification pings on your phone—another message from Clara: Bring sunscreen! Ryan says it's going to be 28 degrees today. Perfect bikini weather

10:10 | Monday 4 August 2025 | Outside your flat, Putney, London

[Comfort Mode Level 3] | 1:20 hours remaining

[Tease Task] | Post a morning selfie in lingerie | COMPLETED (+3 Return Points)

[Tempt Task] | Wear something that shows cleavage to work/errands | COMPLETED (+3 Return Points)

[Touch Task] | Get a manicure with at least 1-inch extensions | Due 20:00 | 9:50 hours remaining

[Taste Task] | Have an alcoholic drink at lunch | Due 14:00 | 3:50 hours remaining