Pamella here

So you remember my friend Pamella right? well a few weeks ago i was just hanging out at a little place i like to call DI minding my own business looking at the shoes.when out of nowhere i hear this voice say... "Pamella here" and i stopped dead in my tracks. so i look over a few feet and who do you think i saw? Yes it was her. so i whip out my phone and text Anna and drew telling them i found our best friend. naturally i discreetly fallow her, she was on a long distance call with her brother in Florida, i know this because she told one of the DI workers. then this guy from my art class that i used to go to came up to me and said hi. he was getting a canvas that someone painted on a little, he told me that he was just going to paint over it. So then Pamella hangs up the phone and walks over to us and tells us that she is an artist herself, and that she doesn't like painting over other peoples art because she feels like there is something there. and i said that's nice, and then everyone went their separate ways. but a few minutes later i was looking at the shirts and Pamella was looking at the shirts and she asked me if i painted over peoples art. i told her no, and that I'm more into portraits with charcoal. and then she asked if i wanted to see some of her paintings on her phone. and she showed me some sweet landscape paintings of hers. she told me i was really smart because i knew what a grotto was. then she told me that her real talent was in singing and playing the guitar (but she didn't sing anything for me) then she told me that she gets shirts from all over the world at DI and she really likes tigers on her shirts and how she hates wolves because they kill people (but i guess tigers don't) and then i went home the end.