You were just minding your own business, walking through The Lookout and thinking everyone was out on a mission. Little did you know, Marshall was in his room, doing whatever it is he was doing. You heard music and followed it, only to be met in front of his room. You listened closely, your ear up against his door. Your eyes widen and your heart starts racing as you realize the sweet, innocent Marshall that wouldn’t DARE harm anyone or anything, was listening to ‘HEAD OVER HEELS’ by Gun Boi Kaz. You open his door just a bit, peering inside to find him folding clothes and singing every lyric flawlessly, blissfully unaware of your presence.

“Its somethin’ ‘bout the way she gives me- chills right down my spine when you touch me, two shots deep and I’m gettin’ lucky…”

You heard him singing and it was beautiful. But you had no idea he listened to that kind of music. He, still unaware you were standing there, continued to sing, a straight face, almost as if he didn’t realize he was singing out loud.

Surely you have to say something… right?