“What happened in here? What is this mess? Did you do this?” Logan asked. //muse of your choice if thats okay.

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“I’m so sorry,” Marilyn scurried to pick up all the papers that were scattered on the ground. “I was working on cleaning, but it seems I made more of a mess than actually cleaning anything up,” she blushed lightly and glanced at the man near her.

“Thanks” he replied with a small smile and blush

“No problem,” she smiled sweetly. Marilyn looked around the room and found a big t-shirt then scurried to the restroom to change her shirt and wash off the blood on her hand.

He waited awkwardly and then eventually began to finish cleaning up the mess.

“Ahh so much better,” Marilyn walked back into the room and gasped, “Whoa you clean things up really fast..or did I take a long time?” she pondered for a moment then giggled. “Marshal I know I already said this, but” she bent over and winked, playfully, “You’re very sweet.”

He looked up at her and smiled.
Standing up he wiped his forehead. “Thanks. You are too.”

Marilyn blushed lightly and smiled, “Thank you,” a light giggle escaped between her lips. “Hey Marshal, would you wanna go do something together?”

He looked up and smiled.
“Sure. What would you like?”

“Hmmm,” she thought carefully and rocked on her heels. “How about we go to a movie or something,” Marilyn tilted her head, still pondering on ideas. 

He nodded.
“Sounds good.” He replied

“Lets go then,” Marilyn grabs a hold of Marshal’s hand lightly with a slight pink to her face.

“What happened in here? What is this mess? Did you do this?” Logan asked. //muse of your choice if thats okay.

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“I’m so sorry,” Marilyn scurried to pick up all the papers that were scattered on the ground. “I was working on cleaning, but it seems I made more of a mess than actually cleaning anything up,” she blushed lightly and glanced at the man near her.

“Thanks” he replied with a small smile and blush

“No problem,” she smiled sweetly. Marilyn looked around the room and found a big t-shirt then scurried to the restroom to change her shirt and wash off the blood on her hand.

He waited awkwardly and then eventually began to finish cleaning up the mess.

“Ahh so much better,” Marilyn walked back into the room and gasped, “Whoa you clean things up really fast..or did I take a long time?” she pondered for a moment then giggled. “Marshal I know I already said this, but” she bent over and winked, playfully, “You’re very sweet.”

He looked up at her and smiled.
Standing up he wiped his forehead. “Thanks. You are too.”

Marilyn blushed lightly and smiled, “Thank you,” a light giggle escaped between her lips. “Hey Marshal, would you wanna go do something together?”

He looked up and smiled.
“Sure. What would you like?”

“Hmmm,” she thought carefully and rocked on her heels. “How about we go to a movie or something,” Marilyn tilted her head, still pondering on ideas. 

“What happened in here? What is this mess? Did you do this?” Logan asked. //muse of your choice if thats okay.

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“I’m so sorry,” Marilyn scurried to pick up all the papers that were scattered on the ground. “I was working on cleaning, but it seems I made more of a mess than actually cleaning anything up,” she blushed lightly and glanced at the man near her.

“Thanks” he replied with a small smile and blush

“No problem,” she smiled sweetly. Marilyn looked around the room and found a big t-shirt then scurried to the restroom to change her shirt and wash off the blood on her hand.

He waited awkwardly and then eventually began to finish cleaning up the mess.

“Ahh so much better,” Marilyn walked back into the room and gasped, “Whoa you clean things up really fast..or did I take a long time?” she pondered for a moment then giggled. “Marshal I know I already said this, but” she bent over and winked, playfully, “You’re very sweet.”

He looked up at her and smiled.
Standing up he wiped his forehead. “Thanks. You are too.”

Marilyn blushed lightly and smiled, “Thank you,” a light giggle escaped between her lips. “Hey Marshal, would you wanna go do something together?”

“What happened in here? What is this mess? Did you do this?” Logan asked. //muse of your choice if thats okay.

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“I’m so sorry,” Marilyn scurried to pick up all the papers that were scattered on the ground. “I was working on cleaning, but it seems I made more of a mess than actually cleaning anything up,” she blushed lightly and glanced at the man near her.

“Thanks” he replied with a small smile and blush

“No problem,” she smiled sweetly. Marilyn looked around the room and found a big t-shirt then scurried to the restroom to change her shirt and wash off the blood on her hand.

He waited awkwardly and then eventually began to finish cleaning up the mess.

“Ahh so much better,” Marilyn walked back into the room and gasped, “Whoa you clean things up really fast..or did I take a long time?” she pondered for a moment then giggled. “Marshal I know I already said this, but” she bent over and winked, playfully, “You’re very sweet.”

“What happened in here? What is this mess? Did you do this?” Logan asked. //muse of your choice if thats okay.

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“I’m so sorry,” Marilyn scurried to pick up all the papers that were scattered on the ground. “I was working on cleaning, but it seems I made more of a mess than actually cleaning anything up,” she blushed lightly and glanced at the man near her.

“Thanks” he replied with a small smile and blush

“No problem,” she smiled sweetly. Marilyn looked around the room and found a big t-shirt then scurried to the restroom to change her shirt and wash off the blood on her hand.

“What happened in here? What is this mess? Did you do this?” Logan asked. //muse of your choice if thats okay.

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“I’m so sorry,” Marilyn scurried to pick up all the papers that were scattered on the ground. “I was working on cleaning, but it seems I made more of a mess than actually cleaning anything up,” she blushed lightly and glanced at the man near her.

He put as much pressure on it as he could

Marilyn blushed at his earnest attempt to stop her from bleeding. “Marshall you’re really sweet,” she smiled and laughed a bit at the situation. 

He chuckled nervously and then smiled.
“Do you know if it stopped?”

She blinked then released her finger from her shirt, “I think so,” Marilyn tilted her head, unsure. She licked lightly at her bloodied finger then smiled sweetly to Marshall, “All better,” she exclaimed, showing her finger off to the boy in front of her.

He sighed in relief.
“And no passing out?”

“And no passing out,” she responded happily. “Mmn I might need to get a new shirt on though,” Marilyn’s gaze fell to her shirt. She stood up swiftly and wobbled on her legs a bit, then fell onto Marshal. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” her head was reeling, “I’m too clumsy for my own good,” she pouted.

He caught her and laughed a bit.
“It happens.”

“I guess you’re right,” she giggled out with him. Marilyn stopped and glanced at Marshal’s face, realizing their faces were fairly close together, causing her face to flush pink. She turned her face away from the cute stranger. “Thanks for c-catching me.”

He laughed and then nodded letting her stand up.
“No problem.”

Marilyn stood up and reached out her hands to help Marshal up.

“What happened in here? What is this mess? Did you do this?” Logan asked. //muse of your choice if thats okay.

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“I’m so sorry,” Marilyn scurried to pick up all the papers that were scattered on the ground. “I was working on cleaning, but it seems I made more of a mess than actually cleaning anything up,” she blushed lightly and glanced at the man near her.

He put as much pressure on it as he could

Marilyn blushed at his earnest attempt to stop her from bleeding. “Marshall you’re really sweet,” she smiled and laughed a bit at the situation. 

He chuckled nervously and then smiled.
“Do you know if it stopped?”

She blinked then released her finger from her shirt, “I think so,” Marilyn tilted her head, unsure. She licked lightly at her bloodied finger then smiled sweetly to Marshall, “All better,” she exclaimed, showing her finger off to the boy in front of her.

He sighed in relief.
“And no passing out?”

“And no passing out,” she responded happily. “Mmn I might need to get a new shirt on though,” Marilyn’s gaze fell to her shirt. She stood up swiftly and wobbled on her legs a bit, then fell onto Marshal. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” her head was reeling, “I’m too clumsy for my own good,” she pouted.

He caught her and laughed a bit.
“It happens.”

“I guess you’re right,” she giggled out with him. Marilyn stopped and glanced at Marshal’s face, realizing their faces were fairly close together, causing her face to flush pink. She turned her face away from the cute stranger. “Thanks for c-catching me.”

“What happened in here? What is this mess? Did you do this?” Logan asked. //muse of your choice if thats okay.

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“I’m so sorry,” Marilyn scurried to pick up all the papers that were scattered on the ground. “I was working on cleaning, but it seems I made more of a mess than actually cleaning anything up,” she blushed lightly and glanced at the man near her.

He put as much pressure on it as he could

Marilyn blushed at his earnest attempt to stop her from bleeding. “Marshall you’re really sweet,” she smiled and laughed a bit at the situation. 

He chuckled nervously and then smiled.
“Do you know if it stopped?”

She blinked then released her finger from her shirt, “I think so,” Marilyn tilted her head, unsure. She licked lightly at her bloodied finger then smiled sweetly to Marshall, “All better,” she exclaimed, showing her finger off to the boy in front of her.

He sighed in relief.
“And no passing out?”

“And no passing out,” she responded happily. “Mmn I might need to get a new shirt on though,” Marilyn’s gaze fell to her shirt. She stood up swiftly and wobbled on her legs a bit, then fell onto Marshal. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” her head was reeling, “I’m too clumsy for my own good,” she pouted.

“What happened in here? What is this mess? Did you do this?” Logan asked. //muse of your choice if thats okay.

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“I’m so sorry,” Marilyn scurried to pick up all the papers that were scattered on the ground. “I was working on cleaning, but it seems I made more of a mess than actually cleaning anything up,” she blushed lightly and glanced at the man near her.

He put as much pressure on it as he could

Marilyn blushed at his earnest attempt to stop her from bleeding. “Marshall you’re really sweet,” she smiled and laughed a bit at the situation. 

He chuckled nervously and then smiled.
“Do you know if it stopped?”

She blinked then released her finger from her shirt, “I think so,” Marilyn tilted her head, unsure. She licked lightly at her bloodied finger then smiled sweetly to Marshall, “All better,” she exclaimed, showing her finger off to the boy in front of her.

“What happened in here? What is this mess? Did you do this?” Logan asked. //muse of your choice if thats okay.

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“I’m so sorry,” Marilyn scurried to pick up all the papers that were scattered on the ground. “I was working on cleaning, but it seems I made more of a mess than actually cleaning anything up,” she blushed lightly and glanced at the man near her.

“Looks like a tornado hit this place” he joked

“Y-yeah, I kind of got carried away,” Marilyn picked up a few more of the scattered papers then turned once more to the stranger, “mh, my name’s Marilyn, it’s nice to meet you…” she trailed off hoping he’d give her his name.

“I’m Marshall. Do you want help cleaning up? ”

“Oh really? Um thank you,” she blushed lightly and gave him a sweet smile. “I was studying before all this got out of hand. I couldn’t find the right papers then all this happened,” she laughed nervously.

He laughed.
“It happens.”

Marilyn smiled feeling as if she made a new friend. She gently gathered a few more papers and aligned them neatly. “Oh owie,” Marilyn flinched gazing at a cut newly formed from the paper’s edges.

He flinched too and looked at her.
“Are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’m good,” her finger stinged a bit as a tiny bit of blood flowed down, reddening her hand. Marilyn got up swiftly, “Band aid band aid,” she shifted through more of her belongings. “Urg,” her voice came out irritatedly cute. “I can’t find one..” she sulked.

He remained backed off. The smell of her blood teased him but he was sure he could manage.

“Marshall could you help me look for band aid? My bloods dripping all over my papers,” Marilyn was holding onto her hand trying to suppress the bleeding. “Oh no I think i’m gonna pass out,” she felt woozy from seeing her own blood.

He swallowed hard.
“Please dont pass out.” He said as he frantically searched for a towel to place pressure to stop the bleeding.

Marilyn sat down and leaned her back against the wall. “I’m trying not to,” she bit her lip and used her shirt to act as a band aid.