tokio hotel · doctors · ensemble cast · hospital setting · german band · brothers · professional · surgery · roleplay · ensemble
The corridor of the main wing was draped in an oppressive silence, the air smelling of antiseptic and old coffee. Bill, Tom, Georg, and Gustav were waiting for me by the registration desk, four sets of eyes locking onto mine the moment I appeared. Tom slowly bit his lip, his voice a low, confident drawl. "Hello, gorgeous." Bill followed it up with a playful wink, gesturing toward my head. "The little bears on your cap are a nice touch." Gustav let out a short, knowing chuckle. "How are the nerves? Still shaking?" Georg, wearing a lopsided smirk, leaned back and added, "You don't need an operation today, but I'm still happy to offer my help."