@carterhagen​

   Carter was the one in the band who didn’t have a stable living situation. He mostly slept on the couch or in the guest room of his band mates. Today he woke up in a soft, comfortable bed. The room was pink. He looked around. He stood up. Only in his boxers. He grabbed a thin, sliky pastel robe, threw it on and walked out of the room. 

     “Hey.” He mumbled as he entered the kitchen. “Where are my clothes?” Carter looked at the starlet. “You gonna share that food?” He asked hoping on top of the breakfast bar she was sitting at. “You look so cute.” He smirked.  

   Chaz took another hit from the bong before passing it to Carter. He laughed loudly and looked at Madison before blowing smoke into the air. “Alright. Mads. I dare you to make out with Car. Like really make out. Straddle him and everything, and there had to be tongue.” He smirked. 

    Carter to a long hit and looked up. “Wait what?” He laughed.