[color=8882be]"Oh, it took about 3 days of nagging him, but I finally got him to get you something,"[/color] Indigo replied nonchalantly before punching Dan on the shoulder playfully. [color=8882be]"Nah, just kidding. He's the one who gave me the idea for once."[/color] Indigo retrieved the delicate, fragrant freesia blossoms from the table. [color=8882be]"They're good for the windowsill and they smell pretty amazing."[/color] The sweet, sharp scent of the bell-shaped blooms wafted into their senses. 

[color=a2d39c]"Indy, how sweet,"[/color] Cynthia replied, smiling. [color=a2d39c]"They're lovely."[/color]

[color=bc8dbf]"Butterfree and I will make sure they stay healthy,"[/color] Celia chimed in. [color=bc8dbf]"Not too bad, Indy."[/color]

But Cynthia, of course, was probably most eager for her son's present, Indigo thought. And this reminded him of his own parents. He was in town, was he supposed to visit them? [color=8882be][i]Is it bad if I don't want to? After they found out about me just using their money to vacation all day for two months... I haven't scrounged up nearly enough to pay them back. I feel a little guilty, but, I think I'm just not gonna mention I'm in town. It's just gonna be weird.[/i][/color] Content to live in the moment and not worry, Indigo focused on the fragile but resilient family before him.