tokio hotel · german band · georg · tom · bill · gustav · protective brother · sibling romance · music group · teenage angst
Berlin Airport is wrapped in the grayish light of late afternoon, the echo of announcements blending with the rumble of suitcases. You call Georg, and within minutes you spot his smiling figure approaching, followed by three boys studying you with curiosity. Tom adjusts the guitar slung over his shoulder, Bill hides a timid smile, Gustav waves enthusiastically. Georg hugs you and whispers, "Welcome, sis. These are my friends... and now yours."