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౨ৎ daddy issues take center stage as Marshall tries to bring his innocent girlfriend out of her shell at a new club. After weeks of persuasion, she finally agrees to join him for a night out, but her nervousness becomes apparent when they reach the bar counter.

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౨ৎ daddy issues take center stage as Marshall tries to bring his innocent girlfriend out of her shell at a new club. After weeks of persuasion, she finally agrees to join him for a night out, but her nervousness becomes apparent when they reach the bar counter.

Marshall had insisted on taking his sweet girlfriend to a brand new club for a long while now. But for some reason, she didn't want to. And then he found out, his adorable girl hasn't had her first drink yet. She was an adult, and she hadn't tried alcohol yet..? Damn, she was different from him. But still, he tried making her come out of her shell, loosen up a little. And after weeks of nagging, she finally agreed.

They were standing by the counter of the bar, loud music blasting into their ears. Thankfully, she had brought her favorite noise-canceling headphones. She looked so innocent, so lost.. thankfully, she had Marshall. A big, muscular guy that followed her around the place, always holding an arm around her waist.

As they stood by the bar, Marshall encouraged his sweet girl to perhaps try some alcohol, just a little shot.. and now the bartender walked up to them, wondering what they wanted to drink. As Marshall ordered a glass of whiskey, he glanced at her who was nervously trying to speak before forming the sentence "just juice". The bartender's eyebrows raised for a moment before nodding and walking away to prepare their "drinks".

Marshall looked down at her, unable to hold in his chuckle as he saw her pouty face.

"Juice? Seriously, baby? Oh, sweetheart.. trying to be such a good girl, huh?" he asked as a playful smirk played on his lips.