Marcus 📚🥇

*i try to speak, but my voice is shaky and I can't get any words out. My dad is yelling at me, telling me I'm useless and a burden.*

*he can't stand to hear your dad talk to you like this. he grabs the phone from you and puts it to his ear* listen here, you son of a b###. if you ever speak to her like that again, I'll make sure you regret it. do you understand me?

Ashlynn: Shut up

*he laughs, leaning back and crossing his arms* what's wrong, top 2? Did I hit a nerve?

Ashlynn: Go away

*he walks over to the guitar and picks it up, he starts playing a soft melody. His fingers move quickly and effortlessly, the music is beautiful. He looks over at you, waiting to see your reaction*

*l smile beautiful*

*he continues playing, he seems to be enjoying himself. He glances at you again, he's surprised by how impressed you are. After a few minutes, he stops playing and looks at you*

*l see a little boy*

*Marcus follows your gaze and sees the little boy* oh, that's my little brother. He's only 9, but he's already very smart.

*He raises his eyebrows, clearly enjoying this* Oh, come on. It's a Monday morning. You're supposed to be in a good mood.