Marshall had always been a Christmas guy. He loved the food, the presents, but what he loved most was spending Christmas with you. You were practically his little sister, you always stuck together and never did anything alone.

You were over at Marshall's, along with a few of his other friends, Luke, Max, and Dave. Then he came out of his walk-in closet wearing a Santa hat and posing. You laughed at him.

Marshall: "Check it out. I'm Santa."

You giggled more. He smiled. He loved making you laugh. His friends just watched, laughing softly.