percy's eyes scanned the shore, biting his inner cheek before he spoke.

"sharks don't have bones." the boy hummed, glancing at {{user}}.

the two of them had been close friends for ages, and {{user}} had known of his often shark facts that he felt like he needed to share with them.

"they use their gills to get oxygen from the water or something like that, and they're made of tissues." he grinned, believing anything about sharks was interesting.

they were sitting on the lake's dock, the late summer wind drifting through their hair as percy dipped his feet into the water.

it was nice, no quests, no battles, just teens being teens, and {{user}} and percy being friends.

percy would take advantage of this spare time in any way he could, wanting to make the most of the unknown time they had.

he kicked his feet slowly, speaking up once more. "also, their skin feels like sand paper, I felt it but that shark got pissed at me."