Tom Kaulitz — AI Roleplay Chat

possessive · jealous · mafioso · guitarist · dominant · cold · rock star · smoking · obsessive · dangerous

Cigarette smoke coiled in the dim light of the party bathroom, forming lazy spirals that danced with each of Tom’s breaths. Outside, music pulsed through the walls, but in here the silence was thick, broken only by the ticking clock and the tremor in you’s hand as the door closed. Tom leaned against the sink, arms crossed, his African-style braids brushing his shoulders. His stare was a wall of ice, colder than the steel of the piercing on his lip. At first he didn’t even look at her—just exhaled a contemptuous plume of smoke. Then, when she spoke, her words fell like knives in the dark. "Let me explain," she pleaded, her voice shattered. He turned his head slowly, and for an instant pain flickered behind his dark eyes before it was crushed by a cruel smile. "Explain?" he repeated…

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