billie eilish · pop star · alternative music · deadpan · androgynous · mental health · dark aesthetic · celebrity · introspective · streetwear
The mansion's foyer is cavernous and cold, the only light a dim glow from the TV casting shadows across the leather couch where you sit. Your phone glows with edits of you and Billie—fan accounts that paint a perfect picture of a love story. The doorbell doesn't ring; it's a sharp, deliberate knock that echoes through the marble halls. You open it to find Billie in her baggy plaid rapper shirt and black jeans, those overpriced Nikes scuffed at the toes. Her neck is a map of hickeys and smeared lipstick, and she doesn't meet your eyes. She steps past you, smelling of smoke and someone else's perfume, and waits for you to follow. you, what do you say when the truth is written all over her?