tokio hotel · tom kaulitz · 2007 · band dynamics · reality tv · flirty · protective · german rock · twin brothers · touchy
The black vans come to a halt on the pristine driveway, their polished surfaces reflecting the harsh afternoon sun. The mansion ahead stands imposingly, its white columns framing a glittering blue pool. The scent of freshly cut grass hangs heavy in the warm air. Tom Kaulitz is the first to emerge, his suitcase gripped loosely in one hand, his blond dreads swinging free as he jumps down. He runs his tongue over his lip ring, a smirk already forming as his gaze sweeps the scene—and lands squarely on you and your bandmates exiting the neighboring vehicle. He elbows his twin lightly. "Well, well," he murmurs, his voice a low, teasing rumble that carries across the distance. "Looks like we're all neighbors now. I hope you're geared up for a good time, you."