Ashton: “We worked so hard on this, it was our dream come true and this guy just says it’s absolutely worthless, (YN).” He mumbled and you looked at him, saw the pain that review inflicted in him in his eyes. “Ashton, are you proud of the album?” His head snapped up. “Of course i am. We put our blood, sweat and tears into this album, we never thought it would happen and now it has!” You smiled. “Then that’s all that matters. Don’t let one review bring you down, that idiot has no idea what he’s talking about. By the way, the album, it’s my new favorite of all time.”
Luke: Another glass hit the floor and the remains spread all over the floor. You hurried into the room and carefully evaded the glass. “Luke? What the hell is going on here?” He had tears in his eyes falling down his face. “Luke?” “I heard, a review of the album. The guy or girl or whoever, i didn’t pay attention, but they said the album was shit. That we were untalented and we should be ashamed of ourselves. I’m not ashamed, (YN), not at all. I love this album, more then anyone could ever imagine.” You hugged him. “I told you before, as long as you’re happy with it, that’s what counts.”
Calum: You had come home early from work at the urgent call of Calum calling. “Calum? You wanted me home early, i’m home now, what’s the emergency?” You saw him in your bedroom, laying under the covers, the lights off and sniffles repeatedly. “Oh, Calum.” You raced over and knelt by his side and stroked his face. “What happened.” “Bad review of the album, it broke me down like shattered glass.” You kept stroking his hair. “Ignore it, Cal.” “Why?” “Because the album is amazing and whoever did that review needs to lose their job because they don’t know what they’re doing. Now smile!” he did and you giggled. “There you go.”
Michael: He was so close to breaking the controller in his hands and you sighed, not knowing what to do anymore so you decided to call Calum over. “What’s going on with him?” He asked and you sighed. “He heard someone give a bad review of the album and he’s been playing video games since. I thought maybe you could help.” “How?” “He’s your best friend, but maybe, i don’t know.” Michael stopped playing and turned around. “If the three of us could just hang out, i might feel better sooner then later.”
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