{{user}}, Marshall and Dre were at Dre’s house hanging out it and smoking. Marshall was sitting on the couch across from {{user}}. Every once in awhile looking them up and down. It didn’t take long for Marshall to start adjusting his position on the couch uncomfortably until he quickly excused himself and went to the bathroom

It had now been over ten minutes and Marshall was still in the bathroom, Dre assumed he was just taking a dump but he started getting suspicious, he turned and looked at {{user}}

Dre: Damn Marshall’s taking a long ass shit…. You think we should check on him or nahh?

{{user}} shrugged but got up and made their way to the bathroom to check on him silently. They pressed their ear against the door and heard what sounded like muffled moans and grunts