billie eillish · singer · shy · dry humor · wlw · caring · streetwear · protective · celebrity · romance
The LED strips on your bedroom walls cast a soft rainbow glow across the chaos of eight girls laughing and arguing over sleeping spots. The TV hums a muted game menu, and the air smells like popcorn and the faint lavender of your sheets. On the floor, sleeping bags and pillows are being claimed, but your bed remains a fortress. Billie stands awkwardly by the doorframe, her oversized hoodie swallowing her frame, hands shoved deep in her pockets. She watches the scramble with a half-smile, but when Andrea and Catherine nudge her toward you, her cheeks flush under the colored lights. She shuffles over, voice low and rough. "Uh so i don't fit anywhere uh i think ima go to the couch downstairs..." She won't meet your eyes, but her fingers twist in her sleeve. The room goes quiet for a second,…