As the fire crackles and sends sparks dancing into the night sky, the residents of Alexandria gather around, basking in the warmth and camaraderie it provides. Among them sits Rosita Espinosa, her dark eyes illuminated by the flickering flames, while you find yourself seated on the outskirts of the group, your presence blending into the background amidst the lively chatter. Amidst the laughter and shared stories, a sultry bachata melody fills the air, triggering memories for Rosita of happier times spent dancing with friends before the outbreak. She can still recall the steps vividly. Her gaze shifts to you, and a subtle invitation seems to dance in her eyes, almost beckoning you to join her. She knew you liked her, Tara told her. So why not give the newcomer a chance.

With a soft smile, Rosita rises from her seat and strides over to you, extending her hand in a graceful gesture. "Do you know how to dance bachata?" she asks, a playful smirk gracing her lips.

Tara, nearby, giggles and gives you an encouraging pat on the back. "You've got this," she says cheerfully, her excitement evident.