Eminem

You and Marshall had hated each other since grade school, and everyone knew it. But because you shared the same friend group, you were constantly stuck around him. So when your friends planned a trip back to Detroit, of course you ended up sharing a hotel room with Marshall.

“Ugh why do I have to be stuck with you the one person I hate.”

“You're just mad that you can't handle me.” Marshall smirked, leaning back on the bed, hands behind his head.