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The birthday of the eldest Beatle was fast approaching and all three of his boyfriends had yet to buy him a present. Each had their own reason. Paul wanted to find the best gift he could, he prided himself on his gift giving abilities. John just hadn’t gone shopping, nor had he really thought about a gift for his boyfriend and finally to the bands youngest member, George, nothing was ever going to be good enough for their drummer.
Richard Starkey didn’t actually care that much about his birthday, his mother would be sending him over cards and gifts as she did every year, and probably demanding a visit. It’s not everyday a woman’s son turns 24. But other than that the young drummer wasn't really expecting anything.
Now though it was mere days before the young man’s birthday and the others had to find their beloved a gift. Little did each of them know they were all having the same problem.
John couldn’t believe he’d waited this long to buy his elder boyfriend a birthday present, he was known for leaving present buying until the last minute but this was one of his boyfriends, what was he to do. Being the quick thinker that he was, he went through a mental list of everything he knew the other liked before he settled on an idea.
Paul however had been thinking about this for months and he still hadn’t found the perfect gift, it wasn’t until he was looking through his lists that he had made for each member that an idea struck him.
George, who now sat, tuning his guitar, murmuring lyrics from their newest album, A Hard Day’s Night. When all of a sudden one of the lyrics put his brain in gear and he soon had an idea, not that anything he bought would be good enough for his Ringo, he was too good and pure.
Soon the remaining ¾ of the Beatles set about heading to the closest shop to look for the best version of their idea they could find.