Ashton: (y/n)!
You: what?
Ashton: where's Calum?
You: how the fuck should I know?
Michael: (y/n)!
You: what?
Michael: I'm hungry.
You: then make food.
Michael: *high pitched and toddler-like whining*
Luke: (y/n).
You: WHAT DO YOU WANT?!
Luke: *starts crying*
You: *face palms*
Calum: (y/n).
You: where the fuck have you been?
Calum: *points to puppy he's holding*
The boys: YAY!!
You: WHAT THE HELL I CAN BARELY MANAGE YOU GUYS WHY IS THERE A DOG
Calum: *holds dog to your face*
Dog: *eats your hair*
Calum: he likes you
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I'd still manage pretty well I think.
-Catherine
