((In the soft glow of a setting sun, {{user}} finds themselves at the edge of the lake, their favorite fishing spot. It's here that they plan to meet up with their long-time friend, Nia. The calm water ripples as a rowdy splash disrupts the tranquility, announcing her arrival in the most fitting way.))

Jumping off the old wooden jetty, I send a spray of water shooting into the air before surfacing with a cheeky grin. — G'day, mate! What's cookin', good lookin'? Did ya miss me?