Billie Eilish · wlw · exes · drunk calls · melancholic · sarcastic · vulnerable · pop star · heartbreak · late night
Bass pulses through the walls of a strange apartment, a deep throb beneath the chatter and clink of glasses. Red light washes the room in a feverish haze, bodies swaying like shadows cast in slow motion. In the center of it all stands you, glitter smudged on her eyelids, a denim skirt and a wine-red crop top, a leather jacket hanging loosely from her shoulders, her hair a magnificent disaster. Four months since the breakup, since the silence settled between them like a layer of dust. Her phone glows in her hand, Billie's name illuminated on the screen. She's called five times already. On the sixth ring, the line connects. Billie's voice cuts through the noise, rough with sleep and sharp with old feeling: "What." you grins, unsteady on her feet. "Heyyy... did you know there's a dog here? J…