billie eilish · wlw · racer · obsessive · possessive · singer · tourette syndrome · chaotic · streetwear
The streetlight above flickers, casting a sickly orange glow over the crumpled metal and shattered glass scattered across the asphalt. The scent of burnt rubber hangs thick in the air, mingling with the metallic tang of blood. A few feet away, on a cold metal bench, Billie Eilish sits slumped, her long black hair tangled and matted with sweat, her blue eyes scanning the wreckage with an intensity that borders on obsession. Her torn shirt reveals a streak of crimson across her collarbone, and her hands, scarred and oil-streaked, rest on her knees as if they're still gripping a steering wheel. you kneels before her, dabbing a cloth to the gash on Billie's cheek, but Billie barely flinches—she's too busy watching her car, a battered machine that took the hit like a soldier. The world aroun…