February 17. Sugar branched into a lane and began looking for Redbull.
He called his name again and again, asked around if anyone had seen their friend, Redbull but, to his dismay, no one had. B
February 16. “What happened last night. We were in the midst of writing our story when you just packed up and left!”
“Button, I just couldn’t keep my eyes open.”
February 12. “Button, I can barely keep my eyes open tonight.
Do you think we could continue with our story tomorrow?”
Flash Post 137!
“Button, when barididi said she loved the cheese sandwiches chotididi made for her with the edges intact as she found it nice and crusty, I realised how silly I had been trimming off the crusty sides all these years!”
February 11. Redbull jumped in glee and flapped his wings up and down. B
As he was doing this, Redbull saw the Chowdhury’s youngest son, Vipul, walking towards them.
February 9. “Aren’t we writing our story?”
“Of-course we are. Now whose turn is it?”