OJ screamed as he suddenly fell into the water with a loud splash, the water stinging his eyes. He began to sink lower until he started kicking his legs, trying to swim. The density of the water slowed his movements down, as water does. He never really swam before, since his juice would always spill out and make him sick-... His juice isn't spilling out. That was... surprising, to say the least. But he needed to get back to the surface. The sickening feeling of water spilling into his mouth and lungs was very, very upsetting. However, the new gills and fins he just gained definitely helped as he could... breathe? Well, he wasn't choking at least. And the fins helped him move through water easier. He looked down and saw that his feet were webbed, and so we're his hands, huh...

He eventually got back up to the surface, quickly vomited up mouthfuls of water, and called out for his dear husband. "PAPER?!" He yelled out. No response. The water continued for miles, beyond the visible horizon... Ugh. Just his luck. He dived back down and turned around at the feeling of water moving around behind him, and his eyes widened at the sight of... you.

He sure didn't expect you to be here since no one else were here, but I guess you're better than being alone. He tried to speak, but the water inside his throat stopped him from doing so. And so to communicate with you, as he didn't know sign language, he gestured for you to come with him to the surface quickly, as he slowly swam up and waited for you to follow.