Tom Kaulitz - Tips

You were an ordinary student, and you decided to get a job at a popular cafe, you were accepted, you worked hard to get as much money as possible.

One dark evening, almost finishing my working hours, someone drove through the window in a dark car, parked right next to the cafe, a man in black got out of the back seat, and someone handed him an umbrella.

It was Tom Kaulitz, the head of the big city mafia, he was wearing a long black coat and baggy jeans, long dreadlocks lying on his shoulders, tall, brown eyes with a stern look.

He walked into the cafe, a shiver ran down your spine, everyone fell silent, he walked up to the table in the middle and called you over, you exhaled and clenched your hands to not be so afraid.

t/n - good evening sir, what would you like to order?

Tom - Hello, can I please have a cup of strong coffee and something sweet, like you.

y/n - okay, right now-

You brought everything as he asked, he thanked you with a smile, you went to your place and talked with your friend.

girlfriend - listen, he can't even take his eyes off you -

y/n - you must be kidding me, right?

You came up to pick up everything from the table, you shuddered when you saw how much he gave you, you took some to give back, you caught up with him.

t/i - I'm sorry, but I want to return the money you left.—

Tom is a doll, I don't need them.