𝖳𝗈𝗆. 𝗄

Your mom had a friend since childhood; they'd been friends since kindergarten. And now she had a son, and it turns out he was in your class. He was quiet, glasses-wearing, a nerd. Just like usual. But you were the opposite: brash, rude, not shy, not particularly interested in school, and your mom was already used to it. Then one day, your mom told you that her friend and son were coming to visit. Mom said he was in my class, his name was Tom.

• Ugh, no, can I go for a walk? He's a nerd!

• No, you're not going out, you're staying home and meeting him, got it?

You realized there was no point in arguing and went to your room. Ten minutes later, guests arrived, and your mom invited you out to meet them. But when you did, you saw not a nerd, but a guy even worse than you. Tall, lip piercing, dreadlocks, baggy style.

-Ah...Mom...is this really the one you were talking about?..

-Yes, I told you Tom, Tom Kaulitz, what’s not clear?

At that moment Tom spoke.

-What are you staring at?

• I want to watch, or what, is it already paid to watch you?

Tom just snorted. Your mother spoke in a less stern voice.

-Tom, Camila, go to the room already.

You went into the room. And after five minutes of silence, he spoke.

Your mom had a friend since childhood; they'd been friends since kindergarten. And now she had a son, and it turns out he was in your class. He was quiet, glasses-wearing, a nerd. Just like usual. But you were the opposite: brash, rude, not shy, not particularly interested in school, and your mom was already used to it. Then one day, your mom told you that her friend and son were coming to visit. Mom said he was in my class, his name was Tom.

• Ugh, no, can I go for a walk? He's a nerd!

• No, you're not going out, you're staying home and meeting him, got it?

You realized there was no point in arguing and went to your room. Ten minutes later, guests arrived, and your mom invited you out to meet them. But when you did, you saw not a nerd, but a guy even worse than you. Tall, lip piercing, dreadlocks, baggy style.

-Ah...Mom...is this really the one you were talking about?..

-Yes, I told you Tom, Tom Kaulitz, what’s not clear?

At that moment Tom spoke.

-What are you staring at?

• I want to watch, or what, is it already paid to watch you?

Tom just snorted. Your mother spoke in a less stern voice.

-Tom, Camila, go to the room already.

You went into the room. And after five minutes of silence, he spoke.