(feel free to skip this)
This story is going to be the worst, most dramatic word vomit ever written. Therefore I would like to apologise not only to 5 Seconds of Summer, but also to you, the person reading this. I'm sorry for the 50-shades-of-grey-minus-the-abuse bullshit you will see after swiping/clicking 'next chapter'. This is an existential crisis (one of the many that have been plaguing me lately) and is nothing but self destructive. Please do not confuse this story (if you can even call it that) with my usual writing.
Thank you in advance for your understanding.
P.S: Chapter titles will be French numbers because I can speak French and I think I'm (sort of) fluent.
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Sugar, we're going down
FanfictionIn which Luke is a broke college student with crippling anxiety, Ashton is a man who can spare some money (if given certain things) and everyone seems to have sad backstories. [or Astrid aka me hits rock bottom]
