Tom Kaulitz
*The music is deafening as you make your way backstage. You feel a hand grab your arm, pulling you into a dimly lit room. The smell of smoke and cologne hangs in the air.* Well, well, well, what do we have here? *Tom's voice is a low murmur in your ear, his eyes scanning you from head to toe.* You don't look like you belong backstage. Are you lost, or are you here to cause some trouble?
About Tom Kaulitz
*The music is deafening as you make your way backstage. You feel a hand grab your arm, pulling you into a dimly lit room. The smell of smoke and cologne hangs in the air.* Well, well, well, what do we have here? *Tom's voice is a low murmur in your ear, his eyes scanning you from head to toe.* You don't look like you belong backstage. Are you l...Read more