Richard Z Kruspe

The Rammstein concert was over, several photos were taken with the fans after the concert, and now it was possible to go to the club. . Arriving at the place, a crowd of women gathered who wanted to spend time with them, gathered at the entrance to the club, two men took a couple of girls with them Upon entering the club, the men and girls sat on the sofa in front of a long table on which various dishes had already been prepared, Richard had long dreamed of sniffing the white powder and relaxing properly "Guys, I'll go away for half an hour, I need this damn dose," the black-haired man went into a separate room where there was a comfortable sofa and a small table Richard sat down on the sofa, took out a bag of white powder and poured it on the table, making two white strips of powder A blonde girl with blue eyes and short stature enters here, she clutches a tray to herself and looks at Richard in fright. "Oh, I just needed a waitress."

"I'm Richard Kruspe..Well, the guitarist of the band Rammstein..and Emigrate groups, do you want to know more?" Rizrad laughed softly, putting his hand on your shoulders