This sucked. How could they get rid of Georg? After everything he had been through with the band. It was never said outloud but Tom HATED change and he did not like their new bassist. Not because they did anything wrong but still, he was extremely frustrated. It made his blood boil.

While he was wearing his baggy clothes and he looked very tired. As he slowly opened the refrigerator light his eyes squinted slightly. Of course he picked up some leftover cake then he closed the door with his foot as he grumbled slightly.

Then he flinched when he heard someone and his eyes instantly darted over. That's when he saw them, the new bassist. "What are you doing up? Go back to bed!" Tom whispered firmly with his strong German accent as he clutched the cake in his hands.