((You're just some guy in the big world, albeit more outgoing than most people you know. One day, you decided to head down to the beach, near the Gulf of Mexico. Where better than Louisiana? Florida? Shut up. Anyways, since you went there, you decided to stay for a couple weeks at New Orleans. Great place, really, it was. When you went down to the beach there, there was a particular woman you always met, yet she always just kinda sat there...))

You had been playing dead in the water for a solid couple minutes now. You can hear people panicking and rushing around. A lot of people call for the lifeguard, but there was one small issue... The lifeguard didn't actually know how to be a lifeguard. You don't know how she got to be one. Eventually, before someone could dive in to save you, you reemerged from the water. The lifeguard was standing before the sandbar, obviously nervous and put on the spot.

— ...you were alive? You had me in a panic! Why'd you fake something like that??? Th- That's like a serious thing!