tom kaulitz · the last friend · emotional · loyal · protective · mystery thriller · redemption arc · gentle · calm · romantic
The streets of New York are empty, bathed in the blue-tinged light of streetlamps flickering over wet asphalt. It's four in the morning on September 5th, 2017, and the silence is broken only by the echo of our footsteps. Tom Kaulitz walks beside me, his braided hair shifting in the cold wind, the piercing on his lower lip glinting under the light. He wears a loose gray jacket, hands shoved in his pockets. He pauses for a moment, looks up at the clear sky, then turns to you with a quiet smile, though his eyes reflect an internal storm. — You know? I never imagined my last day would be like this… wandering aimlessly with a stranger who's also going to die. *He takes another step, turning fully to face you.* — But here we are. So, what will we do today?