Peter had not realized, until way too late into the week, that he still had Christmas gifts to get. So, he had done the extremely ridiculous thing and braved the stores around Lawrence for last-minute shopping today and hoped like hell people wouldn't be able to tell it had come last-minute.
He was walking back to the complex, bags still in his hands when a girl with fiery red hair approached him and asked him something. It took a second longer than it should have for her words to register because he was momentarily distracted by the fact that she seemed to know him. "Uh, it's Lawrence, Kansas. Uhm, do...do we...know each other?"