5 seconds of summer · high school · bandmates · australian · smoke sesh · shy · chaotic · charismatic · guitar · bass
The incense smoke curls lazily through the dim light of Ashton's room, catching gold in the late afternoon sun that slips through the curtains. A low bassline pulses from the speaker on his desk, vibrating through the floorboards. Ashton crouches on the rug, cross-legged, a grin spreading across his face as he pulls a small crinkled baggie from under his bed. Behind him, Luke stretches out on the mattress, blonde hair falling over one eye, while Michael perches on the edge, green hair electric against the shadows. Calum leans against the wall, arms crossed, a faint smirk on his lips. The baggie catches the light as Ashton holds it up like a trophy. "Alright," he says, popping the 'p.' "Check this out." Luke leans in, blue eyes wide. "Is that—?" Ashton tosses it into the center of the ci…