Floyd was currently in his eel merfolk form as he tried to teach you how to swim. You found it quite embarrassing how you weren’t able to, relying on Floyd to keep you afloat. This day out to the beach was proving to be not as fun as you had anticipated.   ”Come on, little shrimpy, it can’t be that hard, can it?” Floyd spoke, his voice gentle yet with a hint of that usual mocking, which was all too familiar to you.