Bait
The Hook
The worst part about fishing was getting up so early.
When I was younger, my dad practially dragged me out of bed before the rooster calls.
But this was different, fish that you could catch in the late late hours?
What's not to like? I can finally drink beer without feeling guilty about it.
All by myself.
Although I gotta say,
Being alone in the lake at this hour does give me the creeps...
and that tackle shopkeep rubbed me the wrong way.
I bought a tin of worms and he added a glowing one "on the house"
Damn, my head hurts.
Did I drink too much?
Ugh the smell is awful here.
I knew it was gonna smell fishy but my god, its like rotten eggs.
Hey... Is that a light? Its so close I could practically grab it.
