Paulie and Tommy spend the day fishing.
Tommy sighs as he looks around, looking over at Paulie. "Hey, Paulie? Do you wanna go do something?" He asks and Paulie shrugs and nods. "Yeah, sure. Like what, Tom?" He asks and Tommy smirks.
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"Really, Tom? Fishing?" Paulie asks as Tommy walks out with two cane poles, a box of tackle and a bucket of crickets and worms. "Yep. It always helps me when I need to clear my head." Tommy says as he walks to the car, setting everything down. Paulie shrugs and nods, going along with it. When the two get to the pond, Tommy sets everything up, smiling a little. "Alright. We ready?" He asks, and Paulie nods, sitting in the chair Tommy brought, and Tommy hands him his pole. The two bait their line and cast it, waiting. Tommy had brought his small radio and he turns it on, listening to the music. Paulie gently pulls his coat off and sits it aside, keeping his hat on. "It's a beautiful day out." He says calmly, and Tommy nods. "Yeah, it really is, Paul. Perfect day to just relax." He says, and smiles brightly.
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Many hours go by and the two had caught plenty of fish, and right now the two were wrestling. Paulie had Tommy pinned. "Just say 'Uncle!'" Paulie says, and Tommy smirks and reaches up, tickling his underarms, and Paulie laughs. Tommy pushes him off gently and Paulie slips into the water, pulling Tommy in with him. The two laugh as the crawl out, soaked. The two look at eachother and laugh out loud, walking to their spots, cleaning and packing up.
