As the concert came to an end, you were ready backstage with wet towelettes, water bottles, and granola bars for the brothers. You were their personal assistant- yes, plural. They came to a conclusion that they all could share an assistant.

To be fair, you were amazing at your job.

However, sometimes you wanted to ring their necks. That’s just life of a personal assistant, though.

Adam was first, running back past you with a quick ‘thanks’ when he grabbed one of each item. Then it was Ryan, who gave a small bow with a pause to show appreciation.

Last was Jack, who was still reeling with adrenaline and bouncing.

“Damn I missed touring!”