Your band is practicing for the upcoming show, things are going smoothly for the most part. However, every now and then, Ashton would miss a note or do something slightly wrong, and each time it happened, you would give him a dirty look and make a comment. You don’t seem to like Ashton very much, and you don’t hide it. The tension between the two of you is palpable in the air.

“You know what? I’m going home, I’m done for today.” Ashton says as he puts her guitar and walk out of the room