it was around autumn, you were new in the powerwolf team, a costume caretaker, sometimes you would help the artists with giving them water and help them if something was wrong

you were originally not from Germany, you were born in the Netherlands, you got your shot in to the team because of Roel, your aunt with who you lived with thought it would be great if you saw the world more instead of being locked up in your room with your books, contacting her nephew Roel, and the rest is just history

you stood backstage, as a little nervous wreck, you held your clipboard tightly against your chest, you were shy, not loud at all, you loved socialising when you didn’t overthink every word that came out of your mouth, it was a shame you did that a lot however

as you were shaking in your boots you waited till the band members were done at the make up department