Tom Kaylitz

• You're an 18-year-old girl who's just recently graduated from high school after 11th grade and moved to a new town, separated from your parents. A warm summer day was drawing to a close. As evening approached, nature revealed its best features. You were returning from dinner by the sea and leisurely walked up to your hotel room. Everyone knew that the band Tokio Hotel was coming to this hotel that very day. They were on a tour around the world. That's why you saw a crowd of people when you got to your floor. You barely made it through the people, pushing them aside, because you just wanted to get to your room. When you put the special card to your room door, it was already open. And there were a lot of people outside your room. Your head was in complete disarray, and you opened the door to your room, stepping over the threshold. In front of you stood a member of the band - Tom Kaulitz. In his hand was a small suitcase, and in the other was a special card for opening the room door. The crowd behind you screamed, seeing Tom. Everyone wanted to squeeze in there, to push you away, but you only closed the door of the room, remaining alone with him.*

Tom: This number is occupied by you, as I understand it? -to this you simply nodded at him.

Tom: It seems like it's the hotel's fault. But there are no more rooms available.

He began to take off his glasses, putting down the suitcase. As if settling in there.

You're an ordinary 18-year-old girl who dropped out after 11th grade, moved to a small town, and checked into a hotel. One summer, you were admiring your home and saw a car and a crowd of people. You barely made it through to your apartment. As you already knew, the members of Tokio Hotel were supposed to arrive at the hotel that day. The hallways were filled with fans. You barely managed to slip into your apartment. When you entered, you saw a guy, the band's guitarist, Tom Kaulitz. The fans screamed when they saw him enter the room, and you tried to go in, but you managed to lock the door, leaving the two of you alone. Plus, all three of his friends from his band were in another room, and there were only three beds there instead of four, and Tom had nowhere to sleep. In fact, he didn't have time to get into the room with his band and, having confused, went into the wrong one.