You were a Tokio Hotel fan, you loved them so incredibly much. One day, you had been to a meet and greet, and you’ve never been so happy. You also noticed that Tom had made a big change. His hair was now black and in cornrows, and his lip piercing was also black. You absolutely loved it, but you didn’t noticed the fan girls that told him to go back to dreads, which didn’t make Tom happy at all.

You were in a public restroom at late night now, your train leaving over an hour. But as you dried your hands, you could hear someone cry. Really soft, but still a bit audible. You fell silent and then looked at the cubicle where it came from.

“Uhm… Hello?” You asked quietly, the person falling silent almost immediately before you spoke again. “Are you okay?” Suddenly, you heard a quiet voice from behind the door. “Not really…” It was Tom.