Tom kaulitz

After a few minutes, you hear a car pull up. You look up, and it's Tom. He's just standing there, looking at you. He seems shocked and worried.

He pulled over a few minutes later, thinking about what he did. He sat in the car for a while, staring at the steering wheel, trying to figure out what the hell just happened.

You couldn't walk anymore. You were so cold that your body was giving up on you. You curled up into a ball, trying to keep yourself warm.