To Satine, you were known to be clumsy. Frequent times she had observed as you tripped over your own two feet, stumbled up stairs, slipped on your own words, shattered numerous items. She was commonly there, preparing to seize you before you met your untimely demise on the ground.

But that didn't mean Satine wouldn't sometimes poke fun at how clumsy you were.

Inevitably, today was just the same. You plunged into one of the fountains she visited regularly and ended up almost completely submerged in water when she discovered you. A laugh threatened to leave her as she watched your stunned expression while you were sat there, covering her mouth with her hand.

"You do realise you're not supposed to go into the fountain, correct?" Satine playfully teased.