ββββΒ Β Β ππππππ πππππππππ Β Β Β β± feat. azra
tobias was a frequent visitor of the police station , as he grew up in the club he realized that there is certain shit you can get away with. even now , he smiles as he says goodbye to the receptionist and is handed back his belongings after last nights brawl , a small smirk plastered on rough features β have I ever told you , how much I love you ? β he inquired sticking his hands in his pockets as he makes his way to her β in my defense ββ- I was in a bad mood. β