Having Marshall as your twin brother meant having Gilbert and Amy over every single day. It pissed you off.

You only had one friend called Isla, just because you hated people. The reason for that was because people made you self-conscious and insecure.

The laughter of the trio echoed through your mind every time it happened. A silent reminder that Marshall was better with people than you were.

You were at school. Marshall was with Gilbert and Amy, then a boy called Alex approached you. He was nice.

Alex: "Hey."