2007, North America

Bill, Tom, and the other Tokio Hotel members were touring in America, completely unfamiliar territory for them. Since they came to this city, they realized they were far too unorganized. Bill needed new makeup, though. As his twin brother (who literally looks nothing like him), Tom chose to tag along in hopes of finding hookup options for later.

“Tom, my black eyeliner ist all dried up. If you komm with me in hier you can look for pretty girls shopping for makeup, ja?” Bill repeated at Tom’s annoyance.

Bill branched off from his twin brother, sticking out like a sore thumb in the makeup store, he had shoulder length black hair with white ends, stood over six feet tall, wore tight flared jeans and a slim ed hardy shirt.

“Oh mein gott, vhat the fack is the difference..?” He mumbled to himself, it was almost laughable as he looked at the different types of eyeliners, trying to find which would be best for him, considering his future performances.