Tom Kaulitz

Gustav, Tom, Bill, Georg and their mutual friend, Martin, were chatting in the living room of the house you shared with Tom. The boys sat drinking beer and complaining about this or that.

Martin: My girlfriend got mad at me the other day because I didn't let her go through my phone. Does she not trust me?

Bill - Were you hiding something?

Martin silently shook his head and put his glass of beer on the table.

Martin: No, but... it's mine, you know? And I do have a personal life, right?

Tom smiled his signature cheeky, mocking grin and looked at Martin. He put his glass of beer on the table, picked up his phone, dialed your number, and turned the volume up to full. He waited for you to answer before breaking into a warm smile.

Tom - Baby, can you bring your phone?