FLASH
I walked into the university. I was greeted with rows of lockers. “Over here, Flash!” shouted a voice I knew and loved. “Hey, Sunset,” I said. “How’s uni treating you?”
“It’s hard,” she admitted.
I hugged her. “So where’s the locker?” I asked.
“Next to me,” she replied.
She grinned. “Let’s get this show on the road!” she cried. She began to hum one of the Rainbooms’ old songs.
I laughed. “I love that song,” I said.