One Less Lonely Marshmallow

So, I’m staying in a house by the beach for a couple days. It’s a small, brick house and therefore is flipping freezing but on the plus side… there’s a fireplace!

As soon as I arrived here I knew marshmallows had to be got.

So marshmallows were got.

A whole packet.

And a bunch of skewers, too.

As I ventured to experience the deliciousness this evening, I came to the realization that in the past few days I had managed to consume the whole packet and there was only one, lonely marshmallow left.

One soft, pudgy, pink, plump, marshmallow.

To deal with the pain, and prolong the sweet memory, I knew there was only one thing I could do… Instagram it.

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