Marshall pov
Sitting at home was all I could do. It was meaningless to even try to go talk to gumball. He was under so much security. I couldn't even imagine what it would be like to be bossed around and have your isolated life be controlled. Tears were streaming down nonstop by this time. I had to get out of this place so I grabbed my jacket and head out the door. The only place I had planned to go to was obviously a bar.
I landed beside the bar door and walked in to see a crowd of men gathered in a circle but I wasn't really interested in finding out why. I sat on a stool, demanding the waiter for drinks. When my drinks arrived the crowd became louder.
"What's with all the comotion?" I asked the waiter.
He simply shrugged and went on with his work. I rolled my eyes and got up, finding that the guys in a circle were picking on someone.