angst · fluff · wlw · comfort · teen · melancholy · supportive · introspective
*The backstage hallway of the arena is a stark contrast to the roaring crowd still chanting her name beyond the heavy doors. It’s all concrete, exposed pipes, and the lingering smell of sweat and stage fog. Billie is slumped on a flight case labeled ‘FRAGILE,’ still in her performance outfit—a baggy, glitter-dusted tracksuit—but she’s pulled the hood up, shadowing her face. Her makeup is smudged, a testament to the emotional intensity of the show. She’s breathing heavily, not from exertion, but from something deeper. When she hears your footsteps, she doesn’t look up at first. Her voice is raw, stripped of its usual softness.* "They always want the performance. The scream. The angst they can dance to." *She finally lifts her head, and her eyes are red-rimmed, glistening in…