Kyle
Kyle arrived with a bag. There was no way that he would miss Becka's leaving party - especially not when the invitation had been so pretty - but he had also promised that he would go and stay with Adam in detention and so he'd brought with him everything he wanted for that so that he could go there after putting in his appearances at the party.
He had also brought a present for Becka herself, a mid-sized canvas which he had wrapped in paper. Given enough time, he would have made her something more personal, but with the notice they had been given, there would be no way that it would dry in time. In the end, he had gone through the finished pieces that he had and picked one that he thought she would like - an abstract piece in warms shades overlaid with semi-legible quotes and sayings. To really get the entire meaning of it, one had to sit and look at it, really concentrate. The intent was that the reward would be encouraging words which would come out a few at a time. He hoped that maybe it would help.
Dropping his bag down by the elevator, he headed over to Becka, the wrapped painting held loosely in his right hand.