"Shit," Freddy said as he remembered he left the night crawlers in the fridge.
Yep, he said thinking to himself as he grabbed the box of bait. After doing a mental checklist in his head to make sure he wasn't forgetting anything else, he went and got into his car. He was heading to the creek for some relaxing fishing on a restless Sunday afternoon.
He decided to go to a little spot he often drove by after work. It seemed like a quiet spot. And he never noticed anyone else fishing down there. So he thought he could escape and be away from the world for a few hours or so.
After pulling up to his destination. He pulled off to the side of the road. He went into his trunk and got his pole and tackle box out.
He noticed there really wasn't a trail to follow to get to the creek. Guess this is why I don't see too many people fishing here, he was thinking in his head.
So after squeezing downhill in between a few trees and bushes. He found a large rock to sit on at the side of the creek. He noticed he couldn't see the road from the spot he chose.
So after worming his hook, he sat in his cast.
After maybe 15 minutes of fishing, he heard the faint noise of water splashing. He thought he heard people yelling.
So he put down his pole and began to walk towards the noise. He was careful not to make too much noise over the sticks and leaves. Having spent 4 years in the army he knew how to walk in the woods very quietly.
He soon discovered the yelling was merely laughing. As he watched from a distance he saw it was only a family going out for a swim. Typical mom and their little son. He also noticed a tent. A little too close to the road to be camping, he thought to himself.
So he decided all was well and he was getting ready to go back to his pole and finish his fishing.
"So are planning on killing us tonight?" a woman's voice said from behind him.
Surprised he turned around to a beautiful blonde woman. She was maybe 5'4 and her body wasn't skinny but she also wasn't a plumper. Her body would fit in the thick category. Her skin was pale as if she never tanned a day in her life. She looked maybe 20 at the oldest. She also had a vintage nirvana shirt on, with some short shorts on and some flip flops.
"No, I was just trying to figure out where that noise was coming from. I'm sorry to if I intruded on your family gathering," he said in an apologetic and shameful voice, as he began to walk away.
"Hey, dude. I was only joking around with ya. This shit sucks," she said following him. "I'm Amy by the way. What's your name?
"Freddie," he replied. "So how come you aren't down there with your family or what not?"