And now you could sleep peacefully in your bed...

But of course, who would Wilbur be if he didn’t call you early in the morning to go fishing, when the sun was just waking up?

You walked towards the village lake in the forest, Wilbur carrying a backpack on his shoulder, holding his father's fishing rod in his hands.

Soot looked surprisingly alert for a man who woke up at 4am to wake you up and drag you fishing. It was still very quiet in the village, everyone was sleeping, and only the barely noticeable chirping of grasshoppers in the grass could be heard.

"Why are you so sleepy?" The guy asks with a grin, lightly nudging you in the side with his elbow.