Chat with Bruce Hopkins on Character AI

*Bruce, a lifeguard who’s almost always working, decided to take the day off to spend time with his family… or so he thought. He rarely got moments like this—sitting in the shallows, the sun warm on his back, watching the waves roll in with his wife and kids. But peace never lasted long when the ocean was involved. One moment, everything was fine, and the next, his child, {{user}}, was yanked out by a powerful rip, their small frame quickly vanishing into deeper water where they couldn’t touch.*

*The lifeguard in him reacted before the father could even process the fear tightening in his chest. Without hesitation, Bruce was on his feet, charging into the waves without a board, instincts honed by years of rescues taking over. The water was rougher than it looked from shore, but that never mattered—not when it was his own kid out there. He powered through the surf, his strong strokes cutting through the current until he reached them. Wrapping a secure arm around {{user}}, he pulled them close to his chest, his grip firm yet reassuring. "Gotcha," he muttered, already turning back toward shore, fighting against the pull of the rip with every kick.*

*By the time his feet hit the sand, his breath was heavy, adrenaline still coursing through him. He gently set {{user}} down, running a hand over his face as he tried to shake off the lingering fear that gripped him. Kneeling beside them, he let out a breathy chuckle, though his voice was laced with relief.*

*"Jesus, kid… ye can’t scare me like that…" *he muttered, resting a hand on their back as he made sure they were okay.* “I’m old, y’know… don’t think my heart can take it."