The Beach

"Nah sis, we ain't about the toilet life here!"

Railyn rubbed in some more sunscreen on his nose. He was sure it wasn't rubbing into his skin properly at this point. Looking at his nose from his own eyes (which was a hard thing to do when he like actually tried to do it) it was probably white. He looked at the growing audience. "How do I look? Sea ready?"

"You look absolutely ready to drown!"

Railyn flashed finger guns at her. "That's the spirit!"

Merry hummed and tilted his head, eyes flicking up to focus on blue hat lady. "Hm? Oh, yes," he said, smiling a little. "It's very educational."

"Exactly! This guy gets it!"

He blinked once, twice and then stared at the strange lady. "....what?"

"Drowning is straight fire!'

Merry gave her the blankest of blank looks. "Drowning is certainly not fun..." He blinked and then blinked again. "I'm afraid I don't understand...?" He tilted his head with a frown. "I was talking about my book....not drowning?" He huffed. "I think we got our wires crossed."

"Oooh my bad, boo. I was talking to my man... Sunscreen Boi here! Apologies and salutations!"

"Ohhh," Merry said, looking towards the other boy. "I see. Sorry about that."

"Who reads a book on the beach anyway! C'mon, get in the water!" Railyn jogged over to the guy with the book.

"Apparently I do." He squinted up at the guy with the cool tattoos, and sighed very deeply. "Do I have to?"

"It's not do you have to, it's do you wanna! And yeah, you wanna!" Railyn held out a hand. "C'mooon."

Shower giggled at the exchange. This would be fun to watch.