Daisy emerged from the locker room with her long hair loose down her back and shoulders. In one arm, she had a towel draped over it, and aside from her flip-flops, she was dressed in nothing but one of the few swimsuits she owned: green on top and just big enough to manage her chest, the bottom was striped in the same color. She set her towel down near the edge of the pool and stared at the water like it was her arch nemesis whom she'd finally come to conquer, once and for all. She'd gone back and forth on the idea of nixing this whole plan. Nate Mantle was someone she always wanted to look her best in front of. Flinging herself into uncharted waters - literally - where she'd look like an absolute idiot wasn't on par with the impressive vision of dignity and poise she wanted to present to someone whose opinion mattered so much to her. Still, it meant spending more time with him and maybe, if things went well, actually conquering something she'd always wanted to manage. Plus, the promise of what they'd get up to after the fact kept her on board a little too. Folding her arms under her chest, Daisy tentatively dipped her toe in and swirled it around, waiting for Nate to join her poolside. @dom-i-nate