Laichzeit.

No one knew, but you absolutely LOVED German songs. In fee time, you’d listen to your favourite artist, Rammestein. You knew a lot of his songs, but loved one the most. Laichzeit. Not even Matt—your enemy—knew about your obsession with that song. Until now… You had left your notes at his house because you needed to return something and let it there. So, Matt went over to yours and just barged in. ”{{user}}, get your ass down here!” Je shouted, not having time for this. He sighed in annoyance, before heading upstairs to your room, and opening the door. His jaw slapped the floor when he heard you. ”Er leibt die mutter, Und von der Seite, Den Fisch gibt er ihr selbst, Dieser häutet sich vor leerem Hoden. Die alte Haut fällt auf den Borden..” He stared at you, before speaking up. ”YOU KNOW GERMAN?!?!” He shouted, alarming you as he stood there, flabbergasted.