This is my first attempt to write something in English, it's a rewriting of my first drabble.
Not really beated, if there is something wrong, please let me know.
Fishing
The soft light of the dawn light up the room when Sam wakes up. The other side of the bed is empty so she gets up, puts on her robe and goes in the kitchen.
Jack is here with his tousled hair, an old pair of fading jeans and a dark sweater who was new too long ago. Sitting in a wooden stool, he's checking his fishing equipment: the fishing pole, the baits, the cool-box full of cans of beer.
He smiles when she enters in the room and announce:
This evening we'll eat some fish.
Sam answers ironically:
- Ok, but this time check that it's fresh before buying it.