Water Fountain

The officiator's speech dragged on, his voice continuing its unpredictable pattern of cracking at unfortunate moments. Most of the students remained solemn, their gazes fixed on the small casket before them, some dabbing at their eyes, others bowing their heads in silence.

Aiden and Adrian, still struggling to regain their composure, kept their heads down, occasionally sneaking glances at each other.

But it seemed that, thankfully, no one else was paying them any attention.

Then, just as the officiator reached what seemed to be the most dramatic part of his speech, his voice wobbled violently, and he suddenly choked on his own words.

He coughed once.

Then twice.

Then he wheezed, holding his throat dramatically.

"I… I-" He coughed again, clearing his throat repeatedly.

His face turned a bit red, and he finally waved a desperate hand in the air. "I beg you- does anyone have water?"

The entire garden fell silent.