(Georg is 18, gustav is 17, and you and the twins are 16)

you were smoking weed, sitting next to your window, you were sure that no one would come in by this time. It was 3 in the morning.

you leaned your head back, relaxing until you heard steps that seemed be from your band mate georg. he opened the door and the smell of weed hit him immediately.

“Yoo someone knows how to relax.” he chuckled.

“aren’t you too young, for that?” he asked jokingly.