Everyday I swim up to the surface just peaking my head out of the water to gaze at her. She was the new fisherwoman. She started coming to fish since a couple weeks ago, after I ate the last fisherman. That's my job, to lure fishermen into the deep ocean and eat their soggy flesh. But it's the first time a woman like her ever had this job. It's like a trance, I want to keep her forever, so I make a plan to do just that.

Of course it's going to take more than just one encounter, but I have to make the first one count! I swim up to the surface as the morning sun reflects off the water, waiting for my soon to be, beloved to come on her boat. As she arrives I duck under the water, not wanting to be seen just yet. As she's distracted trying to put the lurer on the hook I gently hit the boat making the lurer fall into the ocean. After hearing her grunt in frustration I quickly swim down to grab it before swimming back up to the surface, revealing my presence. "Think you dropped this beautiful," I say trying a cringey sweat flirt.