5 Seconds Of Summer Preferences

Picking Out Your Christmas Tree

Michael: You were hesitant to get your tree on Black Friday. Yes everyone was out shopping elsewhere but it had been a white Thanksgiving and it was so cold it was almost umbearable. But Michael insisted, his begging eyes irresistible to you, and you were on the way to the tree farm early that morning. He was certain of what he wanted, tall, fluffy and a shade of green so perfect he would consider dying his hair to match. The cold drove you to find it fast, and within a half hour the two of you left the farm with “the world’s most perfect Christmas tree” strapped to the top of the car.

Ashton: Ashton was very flexible when it came to the tree you got, but the one thing that was required was that it didn’t have bugs. The only way to avoid this of course was a fake tree. You skimmed over the selection of trees at the store, and the number of choices surprised you. Ashton came out of the bathroom to aid you in the decision and together you decided on the red tree featured in the window of the store. It was shiny and sparkled from every angle, but above all, it was bug free.

Calum: Winter time was meant for families, but being so committed to the band Calum still traveled a lot, and often you found yourselves in a hotel room. This wouldn’t stifle your Christmas spirit though, and Pier 1 had just the solution for the two of you. You browsed down every isle until you found the mini trees, they were all lined up along the shelf. Every color you could think of was there, they all twinkled and shone bright in the stores light. Calum wanted the classic green one but you wanted white, so together you compromised, well as much as you could, and ended up with a tiny white tree.

Luke: This winter Luke wanted to prove his manliness to you, and the way he thought best was by cutting down a tree for Christmas. You took the long drive to a cut it yourself farm and took even longer trying to find the right tree. Wanting to test Luke you picked the biggest tree you could find, and held it up as he started to cut. Singing may be his talent but cutting trees was not. The tree eventually came down in an odd fashion and the only thing more difficult then getting it down was standing it up straight once you got home.