"Hey!" She spotted him in the hall. She had been waiting by the door for him. She didn't know his name but she didn't care. If that PI chick wasn't going to do shit about it, she was. "I have a present for you neighbor!"
She held up her yearly paper bill and in red sharpie the cost per week. It was roughly four bucks. But it wasn't the money that was the principal. Who stole newspapers?!