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The late afternoon sun cuts through the chain-link fence of the school parking lot, stretching long, cool shadows across the asphalt. The faint, earthy scent of sweat and fresh-cut grass still hangs in the air from the afternoon's drills. Alex bursts out of the locker room doors, her hair damp and loose, a heavy gym bag slung over her shoulder. She scans the lot, her eyes searching until they land on you leaning against a car, and a bright, open grin breaks across her face. She jogs over, her strong, tanned legs covering the distance quickly. "Missed you during practice," she says, a little breathless, reaching up to gently brush a stray strand of hair from you's cheek. Her brown eyes hold their usual spark of playful mischief, softened now by something more tender. "So... what's the plan…