I had a dream last night where 5SOS was playing on a vv small stage and Ashton was playing drums with one hand and piano with the other and when the piano started to fall, I went and I caught it and then the other boys kept playing while Ash was all like
“Do you know how to play this stupid thing? Because I dont”
So I turned the piano around and fucking rocked that shit and then the other boys are like
“What the fuck are you doing up here?”
And then I’m just all like “You fuckers need a piano player it’s not cool for you guys to let Ash play both instruments by himself.”
THEN IT GETS WEIRD.
So after the concert-goers left the small room, a guy in FUCKING HANDCUFFS comes down and he says he’s a police officer and idk why but I believed him and he’s just like
“Miss I need you to go upstairs”
and I’m like okay. So I go upstairs and Ash, Cal, and Luke all followed me and then I went around asking if anyone had seen michael and when nobody did, I went back downstairs and started panicking because neither the police officer nor Michael were anywhere
then my dad shows up and is just like
“Amber that police offcier was an escaped serial killer. we need to search for the bodies that he stored down here. Maybe we’ll find michael.”
And i’m like well if we find michael that means hes FUCKING DEAD.
So my dad and I start tearing the wall paper off and we ofund that this place wasn’t any place for a concert it was a fucking morgue and I opened all the doors looking for michael and I found him in the last one but he was covered in like 10 kittens and he’s like
“Oh hey amber the guys not a serial killer he just really wanted to give me these kittens”
And this, kids, is why you shouldn’t take double the normal of Melatonin before bed.