Ah yes, the most aesthetic way to drown. The river, the moon, the dramatic flashbacks, just missing some tragic violin music and a narrator whispering “and thus, they became one with the abyss” before rolling the end credits. But let’s be real, five seconds in, reality would hit: gasping like a fish, hair getting stuck in your face, a rogue frog bumping into you, and the sheer betrayal of water going straight up your nose. But hey, at least for those first few moments, you looked like a Renaissance painting, before the flailing started.
And the water reflecting all the lights, pure magic. The gentle rocking of the boat, the cool night breeze, and the sound of water lapping against the sides, absolutely dreamy.