Patio - Shelly, Marsh, Maddy, and Open
Marsh knew who Ellie was mostly from Flynn and these days Flynn and Marsh didn’t speak. What had transpired between them and ghost of Lawrence had put a strain of their friendship and he thought best to leave the kid alone. He wasn’t used to be in the company of more than one young woman at a time so he chalked it up to being out of the loop. “Well if we’re being proper, we would call it a Marshallmallow.” It was a joke obviously. He was sure some man out there in the world named Marsh donned the nickname Marshmallow but he wasn’t exactly the type for nicknames.
His momma still called him Marshall but no one else ever even bothered. “Even better.” He replied to Maddy. “It told her that she’d be just alright.”