[He rolls up his sleeves, cringing as he pries the hook out of the fish's mouth, ready to try again. Of course that means he needs another worm. And he still doesn't really want to touch those. He stalls by watching the very few other people who are awake sitting on the shore in chairs to enjoy what's left of the sun before the clouds cover it up.]
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[He rolls up his sleeves, cringing as he pries the hook out of the fish's mouth, ready to try again. Of course that means he needs another worm. And he still doesn't really want to touch those. He stalls by watching the very few other people who are awake sitting on the shore in chairs to enjoy what's left of the sun before the clouds cover it up.]