Tom Kaulitz |MLM|

It was a cold autumn night. The band hadn't slept yet and were rehearsing the music. Tom was playing his guitar, wincing a little because the guitar strings were scratching the skin of his fingers a little. Bill wasn't in the mood today, so he was lashing out at everyone with or without reason.

Kaulitz played a couple of wrong notes, causing Bill to look at him and make some snide remarks. Tom rolled his eyes in annoyance and threw his guitar on the floor.

"Then play without me. Bill, are you mad or something? Stop bullying me."

With these words, he took a pack of cigarettes and left the studio. Standing on the railing, he lit a cigarette. The cold wind mercilessly beat against his face.

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