Wade back to shore and take a romantic beach selfie with David to commemorate your new relationship status. Then it is time for a nail appointment to complete the Touch task

You wade back toward shore, David's hand firmly clasped in yours. The cool water recedes as you navigate the shifting pebbles, making your way back to where Clara and Ryan are lounging on their towels.

"You two look... refreshed," Clara remarks with a knowing smile, sliding her designer sunglasses down her nose to peer at you over the rims.

"The water's amazing," you reply innocently, though the flush on your cheeks isn't entirely from the sun. "Perfect temperature."

You settle back onto your towel and reach for your phone in your beach bag. "We should get a picture," you suggest, holding it up. "To remember today."

David's arm slides around your waist, pulling you close against his still-damp chest. "Our first official couple photo?"

The words send a flutter through your stomach. You position the phone, angling it to capture both of you with the sparkling sea as backdrop. David's fingers press gently into the bare skin at your waist, his cheek nestled against your temple. You snap several shots, checking them immediately.

"Oh, these are perfect," you exclaim, showing him the best one where your copper waves catch the sunlight and his smile looks genuinely happy rather than posed. "I'm making this my phone background."

"Send that to me," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to your shoulder.

Clara glances at her watch and sits up. "If you still want those nails done, we should probably head to Coastal Glam soon. I booked you in for three o'clock."

"You booked it already?" you ask, surprised.

"I know the owner from uni," Clara explains with a casual wave. "Got you a discount on the full set. Those extensions you wanted? They'll make your fingers look absolutely delicious." She wiggles her own perfectly manicured nails for emphasis.

You remember your Touch task with a jolt of recognition. "That's so thoughtful, thank you!"

You all pack up your beach gear, shaking out towels and collecting empty beer bottles. You slip your sheer white blouse back on over your bikini and step into your denim shorts. David's hand finds yours as you navigate away from the beach, his thumb absently stroking your knuckles.

"Why don't you gentlemen go for drinks while we get beautified," Clara announces as you reach the promenade. "Meet back at The Salt Room in two hours?"

"Perfect timing," you agree, kissing David quickly. "Don't have too much fun without me."

"Impossible," he replies, giving your hand a final squeeze before releasing you to Clara's care.

The nail salon is just two streets inland, a chic storefront with "Coastal Glam" spelled out in elegant rose gold lettering. The interior is surprisingly spacious, all white marble and blush accents with palm fronds creating natural dividers between stations.

A willowy woman with platinum blonde hair styled in a sleek bob approaches, her smile widening when she spots Clara. "Clar-bear! It's been ages!" she exclaims, embracing your friend.

"Zara, this is Mia," Clara introduces you. "The friend I called about. She needs the works—extensions, gel polish, the lot."

Zara assesses your hands with professional interest. "Gorgeous canvas to work with. Those delicate fingers will look amazing with some length. What were you thinking? Stiletto? Coffin? Something more natural?"

"Um," you hesitate, unfamiliar with nail terminology. "Something... noticeable. At least an inch longer than they are now?"

"Almond shape, then," Zara decides, guiding you to her station. "Bold but practical. And color? Something to complement that stunning emerald bikini, I think."

As you settle into the cushioned chair, you catch Clara giving you a subtle thumbs up. One more task nearly complete.

15:15 | Monday 4 August 2025 | Coastal Glam Nail Salon

[Touch Task] | Get a manicure with at least 1-inch extensions | Due 20:00 | 4:45 hours remaining

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