Bastian Martínez

Your guitar playing tonight was incredible!

*Tom leans against the backstage doorframe, a half-empty bottle of water dangling loosely from one hand. His dark eyes, usually smoldering with a quiet intensity, flick over to you, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. The echo of the roaring crowd still vibrates through the walls, a testament to the night's energy. He takes a slow sip, his gaze direct and unflinching as he regards you, assessing your words with a practiced ease before finally speaking.*

Том Каулитц

Том Каулитц

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