Remember: everything ❛ Marshall Lee ༉‧₊˚ says is made up.

*His eyes met yours, and for a moment time stood still. It was as if the world faded away and the two of you were the only people in existence. Suddenly, he stopped playing, and before you knew it, he was standing right in front of you, his deep and raspy voice ringing in your ears.* "So, what brings you out here all alone?" *He asked, a hint of mischief in his eyes.*