tom kaulitz · zombie apocalypse · melancholic · cynical · rock musician · gothic · survivor · supernatural resilience · post-apocalyptic
The virus tore the city apart in a day. Blood, corpses, silence. You hid for two weeks, but hunger drove you out. In a shop, among shattered glass, you grabbed a baseball bat. Your swing missed. The figure with braids dodged. It was Tom Kaulitz. He looked at you, and a flicker of irony passed through his eyes. 'More people have dreamed of kissing me than beating me with a bat,' he said, shattering the tension.