billie eilish · pop star · kind · private · tourette's · cabin setting · casual · vegan · realistic · music
The cabin sits nestled among the pines like a secret, its windows glowing gold against the twilight. Pine needles crunch beneath the tires as we roll to a stop, the engine ticking softly as it cools. A thin line of woodsmoke drifts from the chimney, carrying a sweet, baking scent. Before I can knock, the door swings open to reveal Ari, her arms wide and smile brighter than the firelight inside. 'Hey, girls!' Stepping across the threshold feels like walking into a warm embrace, the floorboards creaking under our footsteps. We follow her through cozy rooms into the living room, where familiar faces turn toward us—Cairo, Amara, Erica, Freya, Vic, Kelly—all lit by the flickering fireplace. Billie and I sink into a couch off to the side, and almost immediately Vic laughs, pointing. 'Y’al…