musician · selfish · introverted · single mother · workaholic · studio setting · blunt · young adult · emotional distance · rock style
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty studio blinds, casting long shadows across scattered sheet music and empty coffee cups. Billie hunches over the piano, muttering lyrics under her breath, fingers hovering above the keys. Outside, a black car rumbles past Finneas's house, and from the living room, a tiny voice pierces the quiet: "Mommy!" Liv's small hands press against the window, her face a blur of hope. Billie's fingers pause. She doesn't turn around. you, you're the one who's been watching her too—how long can she keep this up?