Grandma Cassidy usually wasn’t too difficult when it came to gifts. She was a sentimental kind of person, the one who believed that the thought, almost any thought at all, was the most important thing. She’d always been supportive of Hugo’s art (and just about every single one of his endeavours), so some kind of painting was the standard at this point, and he figured that he and Lorcan would bring by some nice flowers. It didn’t feel quite complete that way, though, so when his sisters (well, two of them) asked if he wanted to come shopping with them for her birthday, he’d agreed readily. The gift needed something else, but he wasn’t sure exactly what it was yet.
He spotted a redhead and made his way over quickly. That was the nice thing about the Parker family. They were always easy to spot in a crowd — tall, obnoxiously red hair. Well… at the moment, he didn’t exactly have the obnoxious red hair, thanks to an ill-chosen bet that he’d made with one of his classmates. For the summer, now he had to keep it dyed brown. Which was pretty close to the worst thing that had ever happened to him. “Sup.” He walked up next to Maggie, making no other greeting and definitely not mentioning anything about his newly dyed brown hair. He’d announced it earlier on Instagram, so if she hadn’t checked that, then that was her problem. “Where the fuck is Harper?”