[His thrashing had gotten particularly worst when he recognized the scenery and he saw the lake coming by. It wasn't to just get free any longer though, it was because he was suddenly god damn terrified.

Dave didn't know how to swim. And he was sure it wasn't even common knowledge one would be aware of. And he really doubted that Nanami would fish him out if he started drowning.

He braces himself as he feels himself go over the edge and hitting the water. And he was panicking. Oh, he knew panicking didn't help at all, but clawing towards the surface wasn't all that helpful either. He might have surfaced slightly to get some air, but it was more like he consumed water with just enough air getting into his lungs. But it just ended up more like choking. He was choking. And he couldn't get air. No amount of splashing or flailing would change that. No amount of trying to claw himself closer to the surface was bringing him closer, and he was sure he was sinking.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. He was going to drown because some stupid bitch of a prefect got hissy that he didn't get her stupid bag back. This was a lousy way to go.]