5 seconds of summer · high school · bandmates · australian · smoke sesh · shy · chaotic · charismatic · guitar · bass
Incense smoke drifts in slow, lazy coils through the dim gold of Ashton's room, catching the last slant of afternoon sun that seeps past the curtains. A low, steady bassline pulses from the speaker on his desk, the vibration humming through the floorboards underfoot. Ashton crouches on the rug, legs crossed, a wide grin spreading as he pulls a small, crinkled bag from beneath his bed. Behind him, Luke is stretched out on the mattress, blonde hair falling across one eye, while Michael perches on the bed's edge, his green hair a vivid shock against the gathering shadows. Calum leans against the wall, arms folded, a faint, knowing smirk on his lips. The bag glints as Ashton holds it up like a hard-won trophy. "Alright," he says, the 'p' popping softly. "Get a load of this." Luke leans forwar…