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[Apr. 23rd, 2009|07:44 pm] |
Who: Patrick, Scotty (NPC), and OTA
What: Fishing
When: This afternoon
Warnings: None
He liked to sit out on the dock and cast his fishing line into the lake. It was quiet, relaxing. Not that his life was overly stressful since he worked from home, and worked on his own schedule. Still, a little down time was appreciated. He liked the quiet, the peaceful atmosphere. People were out, across the lake. He could hear them from time to time, but they were far enough off that it didn't really bother them.
His son was with him, sitting beside him, both of them dangling their feet in the water. Scotty had his homework off to the side, despite the danger of getting his papers wet, if he caught something. They rarely caught anything,a nd even if they did, they generally threw it back in. Fishing wasn't so much about the catch, as the experience. At least, that was what Patrick wanted Scotty to get out of it. He wanted his son to be able to look back, maybe sit on the very same dock with his son one day, and remember these days, sitting there with his father.
Patrick didn't have much love for the water itself, but he did enjoy the serenity of the location. When he wasn't fishing, Patrick often worked on the landscape of the dock, making it more open and inviting to the neighbors. He was known to be a gracious host, he kept a cooler full of beer, soda, and juice in the boat house, and often took the neighborhood kids out for a cruise around the lake.
He wouldn't mind, if someone wanted to wander by for a chat, now. |
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