Franz Ferdinand never really had anyone to stand up for him. People thought he was always the outsider, the scapegoat, the freak. So he grew up alone and independent. Ferdinand loved music and dancing, and would spend late nights listening to alternative music. When it comes to love, he never experienced it properly. Without all the lust, only pure love. Until he met me, Elizabeth, one night at a bar. We fell for eachother deeply, and shared every detail of ourselves, all our deepest secrets.