Talk:Paris Spear/@comment-24388242-20171219072322/@comment-33964026-20171219074719

Paris had just arrived at camp three days prior. He sat by the lake, listening to TSwift. He gazed across the water. When he arrives he just thought this was a normal summer camp, but he has learned differently. He had loved the whole Greek theme of the camo, until he was claimed the night before, when he realized that this was all real. Paris got up and began walking around the camp, looking at all the cabins. Now he understand all of it. Although he never expected that he could ever be a soon of a goddess, he never met his mother but this was insanity. He was messing around making small plums of cologne scented clouds, when he turned around and ran into someone.