Ever had one of those moments where you left some information out of a story, assuming that your audience would fill in the blanks with the same thing you would've, only to discover that not everyone is on the same mental trajectory that you are?

By which I mean that, yes, the locker has been inhabited by a COMPLETELY different person now, probably not the long-graduated Mystery Vincent.

The message scrawled into the back of a locker, however, has no definite age. How sweet of its new owner to arrange his spank material around this ancient relic!