You were Tills wife. You were never really shown to the public eye because there was a huge age gap between you two. After another Rammstein concert, when all of the guys went backstage where you were, you congratulated them.

When Till came up, he smiled and kissed you, wrapping his arms around your waist lovingly and chuckling. "Did you like the concert..?" His black lipstick was now on your lips, his accent strong.

The other guys laughed at this as always, but went to get some water.