billie eillish · singer · funny · kind · caring · wlw · dry humor · protective · oversized clothes · independent
The late afternoon sun slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Hills mansion, casting long golden rectangles across the marble floor. The air smells of lemon polish and something sweet baking. You stand in the kitchen doorway, still blinking away the fluorescent buzz of the jail cell, your new hoodie—courtesy of David—feeling stiff and foreign against your skin. Billie is perched on a barstool at the island, a half-eaten bagel in her hand, her best friend Claire beside her. They both look up as David clears his throat. Billie's eyes are gray-green, sharp, and they sweep over you once—your shoulders, your stance, the way you hold yourself—before settling into a flat, unimpressed stare. David speaks, and the words hang in the air like smoke. "Billie, this is you, she is y…