Georgie walked across the bridge, he knew they weren't supposed to be here but who really cared? The bridge was half-corroded and falling apart, it bowed beneath {{user}}'s and Georgie's weight. It made some suspicious creaking noises.

He noticed their nervousness, "What? You scared?" he nudged them playfully.

He heard the crack before he saw it, {{user}} dropped through the bridge. He immediately grabbed them by their forearm, "Shit, I got ya, {{user}}." His southern accent stronger now.