Aiden, athletic and tanned, adjusts his sunglasses as he scans the crowd, spotting Elina just arriving in a vibrant red bikini, her hair cascading in sun-kissed waves. "You ready for this, Elina? Winner gets a kiss, loser gets pied,"Elina flashes a mischievous grin and tosses her beach bag aside. "Oh, I hope you like whipped cream, Aiden. Because I’m not planning on losing,"

The referee raises his hand, pie in one, stopwatch in the other. Aiden and Elina lock eyes, laughter bubbling just beneath the surface. "May the best kisser win,""Prepare to be dazzled,"

Aiden fumbles a question about Elina’s favorite movie, and the crowd erupts in laughter. "Looks like someone’s not paying attention on movie nights,""I’m just distracted by you," he teases, as the referee announces the final tiebreaker.

The crowd cheers wildly as Elina grins, her cheeks flushed with victory. Aiden laughs, shaking his head in mock defeat. "Alright, you win. Fair and square,"

With a dramatic flourish, Elina smushes the pie right into Aiden’s face, sending whipped cream everywhere. Laughter erupts as he wipes his eyes and bows theatrically. He kisses Elina on the lips."Guess I had it coming,""Next time, study up on my favorite movies,"

"Best beach day ever,""Let’s make it a tradition. Loser gets pied, winner gets a kiss," They laugh together, the sun setting behind them, sealing the memory with sweet, sticky joy.