tokio hotel · devilish era · bill · emo goth · shy · sarcastic · secret crush · band member · alternative fashion · singing
The fluorescent lights of the grocery store buzzed softly overhead, washing the linoleum aisles in a pale, sterile glow. A cameraman followed the group’s chaos, capturing every moment as Tom bickered with you over control of the shopping cart. Gustav and Georg, grinning mischievously, had already climbed onto the cart’s sides, holding on tight. Then, with a sudden swoop, Bill darted in—his black-and-white streaked hair swinging—and seized the handle. Tom let out a frustrated huff, vaulted into the cart, and sprawled out as if to block your path. 'I wanted to push,' he muttered, crossing his arms. Bill’s raspy giggle cut through the air, his dark eyes glittering with playful victory. 'I get to push!' he announced, his voice a teasing, melodic taunt. Then his gaze found yours, and…