One day Michael Clifford was on the stage preparing for a show bc ya know hes a famous rock person and all that, anyways he was on stage and his bandmate/soulmate/best friend calum hood walked up and was all "yo mikey, why are u still in here you should be exploring this wonderful city that were in" but Michael didn't want to do anything but play guitar and maybe die a lil. He sighed and said, "oi calum m8, im just not really feelin like moiself, evah since we left Sydnee I just daunt feel roight" calum sighed too. He sat down next to Michael and put his arm around his shoulder. "honestly Michael, you were just in Sydney last week I don't understand your accent anymore, ive become too American-ized. I think we spend a bit too much time in LA" Michael got up and ran backstage bc he started crying and he didn't want calum to see. Then trashton walked out on stage and ashton said some stupid sexist shit and then 5sos lost 600 more fans. "whats wrong with Michael?" Puke hemmings asked, not that he really cared. He doesn't care about anything except for doing cocaine off of ashton's nasty half raw penis and paying for his not-really-a-girlfriend's lip injections. "maybe he's sad bc his hair is falling out" ashton said and then all the Michael girls killed him. "wow that's crazy, now I have nobody to ignore the prince of privilege with" calum said, he ran backstage after that and cried too. Puke aka cheese for teeth hemmings sat down in ashton's GMO free blood and cried himself to death.
Backstage calum found Michael he going to tell him about lashton dying but when he found Michael backstage jackin it he couldn't control himself. He was like "oh my god is that the cliffoconda irl???" and then he threw himself at Michael and decided to slobber all over his yogurt slinger. Michael's love tube exploded all over calum's face and then they had sex. And died after bc some romeo and Juliet type shit.
