It is a log.

[buildsm00chbots]

Who: purplebiker and buildsm00chbots
What: Playing with the dolphins. No, really.
When: About an hour after this conversation.
Where: The swimming pool!
Warnings: Caution: Log may contain sweat.

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[purplebiker]

Richezza was already splashing in the shallows, a big goofy grin on his face. He has an athletic build, though he was still a little thin. Standing at 5'7", he stared up at the ceiling, then fell back laughing.

However, Equius' voice grabbed his attention. He stood up and waved eagerly, then ran out to greet him.

"Hey, good to see you, Equius!"

He gestured to his bag sitting on a nearby bench.

"I bought you the milk. It's over there. I figured an active guy like you would want some. There's a chocolate, and a vanilla."

[buildsm00chbots]

"Um." He coughed into his fist. Meeting in person was always so difficult, inexplicably, even after conversing over video feed. Why was that? It was awkward. Crap. He was just an awkward kid. "Thank you," he replied. Richezza couldn't possibly have known about Equius' staunch obsession with milk.

(Could he?)

He mustered up the will power to draw closer to the bench instead of just standing in the doorway like an idiot. He did not yet understand the distinction between chocolate and vanilla; but milk was milk, right? "You have tamed these dolphins?" he inquired.

[purplebiker]

Richezza scratched the back of his wet head. "Not exactly tamed. They're just friendly."

As if by magic, a dolphin swam up to the shallows, and started making clicking noises, seeming to be staring at Equius, making Richezza laugh.

"I think she wants you to come in!"

[buildsm00chbots]

"Oh good Gog!" He shrieked, vanilla milk bottle clutched tightly (it burst all over his hand), somehow frightened by the dolphin's sudden appearance.

"Why? What does it feed on? What does its diet consist of?!"