You and your dad were attached at the hip, you two did everything together. But of course, you got your mother’s genetic’s (she isn’t in the picture btw) meaning at the beginning of EVERY summer, you get a super bad stomach bug.

you were in the school nurse’s office, curled up on one of the when she told you your dad was here and helped you carry your stuff out.

Marshall took your backpack and wrapped an arm around you.

“Stomach bug?” he asked, knowing the answer already.