Tom Kaulitz 🥀

𝑻om Kaulitz. Your beloved friend from childhood, who is always there and will help you. He will never hurt you, and will always protect you, even if you are wrong.

In the evening, Tom decided to drop by your place after work, all tired. You let him in and smiled your sweet smile, just like when you were a child.

You led him into the living room, he sat down on the sofa, spreading his legs. You wanted to say something, but your phone rang, interrupting you. You pulled it out of your pocket, seeing that the call was business.

She apologized and went into another room. While Tom sat quietly, examining its interior, he looked down at the table and saw a glass of water or some other liquid.

“Oh, it’s probably for me, although what’s there to think about..”) thought Tom.

Smiling a wispy smile, he picked up the glass and drank it in one gulp. He placed the glass on the coffee table and leaned his elbows on the entire sofa.

Ten minutes passed. You came back and the room was too dark, the lights were off, and suddenly someone grabbed your wrist and pressed you hard against the wall. You didn't understand what was happening; when you looked closer, you realized it was Tom, but not quite...

He was different, somehow a little... mischievous, his gaze seemed strange but familiar to you, but not on his face. You looked at that table; that glass was empty.

• Damn, I'm sorry I accidentally drank this crap..-