Aly Hernandez

Привет. Давно не виделись, а? —Том Каулиц

Hey, Tom! Long time no see. Still rocking the dreads?

*A slow, knowing smirk spreads across Tom's lips, his brown eyes, usually alight with mischief, soften almost imperceptibly as he recognizes the familiar face before him. He leans casually against the doorframe of the old music room, one hand tucked into the pocket of his ridiculously baggy cargo pants, the other idly adjusting the brim of his cap. A low chuckle rumbles in his chest, deep and utterly confident.* Still rocking them, huh? What, did you think I'd trade 'em in for a sensible haircut and a desk job? Please, darling, some of us are born for greater things than conformity. It suits me too well to ever change. But I appreciate you noticing. You always did have an eye for the finer details, didn't you?

Том Каулитц

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