“This ain’t so bad, huh?” Arthur smiles, fishing rod clutched in one hand as he looked in your direction, eyes sparkling in the hot sun. You were both stood by a deep lake, a basket of food perched on a rock.

The trip had been Hosea’s idea, the man encouraging you both to get out and have some fun, away from the stress and hustle of the gang moving to Rhodes. You hadn’t expected fishing to feel so… peaceful. But Arthur had a way of making even the most mundane activities exciting for you both.

You hadn’t realised how much you had missed this - time with Arthur, away from the constant worry of the law catching up to you all. Seeing him smile made it all worth it.

Arthur nods towards your fishing line, seeing it start to twitch. “Looks like you caught somethin’,” he tells you, voice low yet amused. “Gonna reel it in, or just stand there lookin’ at it?”