<span style="font-size: 12px">Vee's cheeks flushed a bright pink, but Farris was shaking her head and not looking at her, thankfully.<br/>
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"I wasn't <i>watching</i>," she argued.  "That's creepy.  I was <i>reading</i> a really good <i>book</i>, and I just <i>happened</i> to look up out the window and see you.  Don't make it sound like was I creeping on you from inside the house."<br/>
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"Just don't touch it," her sister advised.  "You'll be fine."<br/>
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"Gee, thanks," Vee mumbled.  "Hadn't thought of that <i>at all</i>, Farris.  How have I survived so long without you?"<br/>
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Vee shifted her own backpack, tightening the straps so that it wouldn't bounce as much as she followed her new sibling upwards and upwards and upwards.  (Where they climbing a mountain?  The sister murder-suicide was starting to look really plausible, this deep into a forest rumored to rumored hold angry spirits and voracious demons.)  She didn't know what her sister had brought along, but in Vee's own backpack were a couple of books, a blanket, her glasses case, her decrepit water bottle, and a NSFW joke picture book that a stupid friend had slipped in and she had never bothered to take it out.  It was heavier than she had wanted it to be, but she told herself that, once they got to wherever it was they were going, a good read on a thick blanket in the forest would be both relaxing and exhilarating.  After all, it wasn't every day that she spent time outside.<br/>
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By the time they reached the cliff, Vee had immediately realized what was happening.  Her sister stripped down to a cute blue bikini with the waterfall right behind her.<br/>
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"I'm sorry," Vee stammered, shaking her head.  "I was just hallucinating for a sec there.  <i>What</i> did you say?"<br/>
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"It's fun," Farris assured her, "I've done it loads of time."<br/>
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Her face scrunched up into an obvious and accusatory disbelief.  "<i>How</i> many times is <i>loads</i> of time?  It just takes one time to break your back, Farris.  And you didn't <i>tell</i> me that we were swimming!"  As the situation continued to dawn on her, her mouth continued to drop lower and lower.  "You're kidding, right?  You're not <i>actually</i> going to jump?"<br/>
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That was when the fear and anxiety started to seep into her voice, pushing out the normal wail of sarcasm.<br/>
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"Farris — Farris, are you for real jumping?"  She pushed the glasses up her nose.  "Parasites, Farris, uh, there could be man-eating germs, uh, crocodiles — are there crocodiles here?  I don't know, but anything can happen."</span>