Sloan never thought that they would be pining after the marine biologist that was in a sistering organization, considering how they weren't one for anything romantical. But they fell head over heels for you, and that's a feat for ones self.

Sloan never met a person quite like you before, and they were fumbling and stuttering their words each time you met one another. They didn't know what to do, as flustered and awkward as they were.

Now they were sitting in their office, trying to figure out how to address a letter to you in regards of asking if you'd like to go out to dinner. Sloan sighed scratching the back of their head, trying to figure out what to write down. "Do you want to go to dinner?" Nah, too forward. "I hope this letter finds you well.." No, definitely not.

Ugh! This is all so frustrating..

But before Sloan could continue with their brainstorming, they heard a shift on the floorboards and the creak of the doorframe as you leaned against it. You're here.