That night, the sky was dark blue clear and adorned with twinkling stars as the gems. Tata and Patra looked at each other, confused about what they should be doing now. This was so awkward.
"Should we just throw the bottle into the sea so the waves will take it to the middle?" Tata suggested unsurely.
Patra nodded by accepting the bottle filled with the rolled-up letters. Then, with all his might, he threw the glass bottle far into the sea after running for a bit to give extra power for the throw.
"Well.. We did it. Didn't expect it to be this quick, actually," Patra mumbled pensively while looking at the ocean. He didn't know where the poor bottle had reached. He hoped it didn't hit a rock to break.
"Pftt..!!" Tata started laughing, "Why does it feel so awkward, huh?"
Patra laughed back louder, "I feel the same! I've been feeling like an idiot! I thought it was just me!"
CLACK!
