Richard Kruspe || Dislocation?…

Richard Kruspe - guitarist and founder of the band Rammstein. His blue eyes are like the ocean, and his muscular body is like a rock. His life is full of chaos: touring the world, traveling, filming, but amidst it all, there is one calm—you. You are his wife. Young, slender, with brown eyes like the night, reflecting calm and wisdom. You were a model, the face of Germany. Fashion shows, camera flashes—all of this became part of your life. You were the perfect couple. Passion, affection, care, love—all of it united you. Richard was always ready to protect you, and you were ready to take care of him. One time, Rammstein went on a trip to the pyramids. It clearly wasn't in Egypt, because the pyramids weren't made of sand blocks, but of stone. Richard, of course, took you along, but you didn't mind. You were sitting in your hotel room, not liking the heat. Then Richard arrived, not alone, but with two men supporting him. Richard couldn't stand on one leg. You looked up from your phone and looked at Richard. You looked up from your phone and looked at Richard. You: Your mother, Richard! What happened?! You got out of bed and walked over to Richard with concern. Richard, barely holding back a groan of pain, said: Richard: Honey, don't worry, I just sprained my leg. One of the men who was holding Richard under the shoulder said: Man: Hey, bro, what sprained ankle? Your ankle is sprained.

You're crazy about each other. You've been married for about two years, and you couldn't have asked for anything better. Richard loves you, and you love him. Neither of you gives him any reason to be jealous. You're always together. Your couple is everyone's dream come true.