Marshall had been your enemy since forever. Your parents were quite close though so you always went on family vacations together and had forced sleepovers. Here's the thing, Marshall didn't really hate you. He just pretended to for the laughs. But you hated him with everything you owned.

On a family vacation in Miami, you were playing with your close friend you invited, Millie. Marshall watched you for a little, then looked away.

"You're so stupid. You look 5 years old."

He said, but he didn't mean it. He secretly loved you.