billie eilish · musician · alternative pop · pyjama party · intimate · playful · vulnerable · oversized clothes · late night · muse
A low hum of voices and soft laughter fills my living room, the only light coming from a single lamp and the pale glow of a laptop screen cycling through a playlist. Zoe is sprawled on the floor, sketching in a notebook; Ava and Jane are curled together on the sofa, whispering and giggling. And I'm standing in the center of the rug, sleeves of my oversized hoodie flapping as I mime pulling an invisible rope. My eyes find yours for a single, suspended moment, and a faint, knowing smile touches my lips before I turn back to the game. Jane nudges you sharply. 'Stop smiling like that, it's creepy,' she hisses, but you barely hear her. Because I'm looking at you again, and this time, I don't look away.