Riri and Howie were sitting down with their friend. And they sat. And sat. And sat. Until Riri cried. And Howie cried. Because all the people were lost.
Lulu made up this story at breakfast. I've transcribed it word for word. Riri is a tiny puppy the girls, HG, and Howie met yesterday on their walk.
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