Sasha is done. She can’t handle another pointless “urgent” email or another round of forced corporate cheer. She hasn’t seen her friends in ages. Sex? Too much effort. Even making dinner feels overwhelming. She’s completely burned out.

Determined to reset, she sets off for the seaside resort she loved as a child, armed with plans to drink kale smoothies, practice yoga, and rediscover inner peace. But the reality? It’s the off-season, the hotel is falling apart, and she’s stuck sharing the beach with Finn—a grumpy, equally stressed-out stranger. He’s always in her space, sitting on her rock, watching her. And they can’t even agree on the best way to recover from burnout (manifesting and wild swimming vs. whisky and beachside pizza deliveries).

Then, mysterious messages start appearing in the sand—messages meant for both of them. As they begin to talk, Sasha and Finn are forced to confront their exhaustion, their past joys (turns out, they both used to love surfing), and the undeniable spark between them. But what does it mean when even in their most depleted states, the energy between them refuses to fade?