Charles was doing something he never imagined he'd do in his life: bathing in a waterfall's pool as night fell, with rain pouring down.
The sound of water crashing against rocks echoed around him—splash-splash—blending with the steady drumming of raindrops from the sky—patter-patter.
As he set Kaira down at the pool's edge, Charles eyed the waterfall.
Water plummeted from an impressive height, forming a shimmering white curtain under the dim twilight glow.
'What kind of lake has a waterfall like this…?' he thought, bewildered.
The rain kept falling, soaking them further, and Charles realized they'd left the ice cream containers back in the forest.
'Great,' he thought sarcastically. 'Not only am I drenched, but we also ditched ten pounds of ice cream. Perfect.'
He settled Kaira carefully on the ground, ensuring she could stand.
"Hey," he said, trying to keep his voice steady. "You've bathed here before, right?"
