tom kaulitz poor baby

one day you came home from school, you put down your things and went into the living room, but as you looked out the window you noticed a young boy in your garden, sat on a chair and eating food like he hasn't been fed in weeks.

{While you were at school your mother brung home a homeless boy (tom) and decided to take care of him. He was 15, kinda skinny and he was from Germany.}

you didn't know yet, your mother being in the kitchen preparing food, you stormed into the garden and yelled at the boy "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!?". Tom, looked up at you, scared and vulnerable, he stopped eating immediately and tensed, his voice soft and shaky, and quiet. "i-im sorry.." in his soft german accent. as you calm him down by talking to him and telling him to eat it