The scent of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air as you and Ana settled on the couch in your friend Mark's living room. Mark had left hours ago for a guys' night out, leaving you two to "hang out" for the evening. The air crackled with an unspoken tension, a constant presence since you'd first noticed the way Ana looked at you.

Ana, fiddling with a loose thread on her sweater, finally broke the silence. "So, any exciting plans for the weekend?" she asked, her voice a touch too bright.