‘…well something happened there. but i’m sure you don’t want to be depressed by the story.” he looks out, scanning.
“Waiting for the smarter wild life to clear out….”
Slick drops it. It’s something Hemo obviously doesn’t want to talk about.
“we’re eating dumb fish for breakfast? i guess that makes them easier to catch right?”
Slick immerses himself in the moment and enjoys the breeze heavy with the scent of the ocean and the gradually brightening sky. The gentle swish of the waves is almost hypnotic.
“i love the ocean.” Slick comments.
“I mean the fish-fish. not shit like…that.” he points as a magikarp leaps from the water, flapping like a spaz, before disappearing into the deep once more.
“I love it too….always have.”