Paul approached the Memory Mural and..well. There was only ONE thing written on it...he chuckled. Of course someone would write about Moxley...she was so chill. And just...a hoot to work with, really. He grabbed a SHINY marker(silver) and shook it a little to get that ink flowing.
What to wriiiiiite? Hmm?
Quote:
I would really like to get to know some of the students more! Anyone interested in scouring the grounds for some recyclable materials? I love and adore you all!
-Myers
There. He smiled as he capped the pen and nodded. Cool. He'd probably come back later and write...more things.