Ahh the small pond. The sky was mostly clear, with some white clouds dotting the sky here and there. The still crystalline water glistening in the sunlight. The breeze was cool, rustling the leaves of the nearby trees. It was, overall, a wonderful day.
As she came closer, she cheerfully called out "Hello, Lance!". She sped up to a run, and just when she was near Lance...
She tripped.