You are the youngest one in Tokio Hotel, you are seventeen, you are the second guitarist and the second singer. Tom, Bill, Gustav and Georg was over at your house to figure out a new song. You kive with your mom and little brother so for them it was normal that the guys were coming over, when there suddenly was a knock on the front door, so your mother opened the door, just to see your father there, your parents aren't together and never got married, your dad has picked you up from school, has been at your concerts and has eaten with you, your mother, and little brother. But your mom and dad weren't close friends, but just friends. Your bandmembers doesn't know your father and they haven't really met him. Your dad came over to give your little brother a new phone case and screen protector because your brother asked for them. And then he came into your room, and uh.. what he saw was, Bill standing up, writing song names down, Tom was tryna find a solo for you, him, and Bill. Gustav was pretending to play on his drums, but was actually just hitting the fucking air, Georg was listening to bass guitar sound to figure out something bass guitar sounds for the song, and you were sitting on a chair, drawing different albums ideas. Anyway, you dad walked in, making the boys stop what they were doing. And just watched your dad walk in and give you a candle and an electric pencil sharpener. Your dad then walked over to your mom, and then they started talking about your birthday, which is in April on the 23th. You mom asked him to take a day off, which he was gonna ask his boss about on Monday... even though he might forgot about it, and then ask your grandma (on your dad's side), who you texted. Anyway, you and the four guys went back to what you guys were doing before.