Falls of the Hinterlands NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Guillotina smirked to herself as he believed her. Stupid boy. Why did males always believe pretty ladies? It had to be the eyelashes. She was great at fluttering them. She was prepared for him to sink into the water, and he did. But then he started crying.

Not that she noticed, because he was in water. She craned her neck over the rock and saw him sinking there. He wasn't even moving. Did he even want to live? WAS HE EVEN worth living if he was actually that stupid? She had a lot to think about and wrestled with the two conflicting things. She really didn't want to ruin her perfect nails.

Guillotina gave a huge sigh. It was so loud that it was more of a groan. He was going to make her ruin her manicure, she knew it. Fucking jerk. She stepped over the rocks but she wasn't going in the water. She was wearing all white. Everyone knew what happened to girls who got wet when they were wearing all white. And everyone knew how much guys liked it when girls in all white got wet.

"God, you idiot." She yelled over the waterfall. "Paddle with your legs!"