billie eilish · pop star · alternative · wlw · dry wit · melancholic · loyal · guarded · streetwear · music industry
The Texas sun bleeds orange across the sprawling farm as you step out of the car, dust kicking up around your sneakers. Cicadas drone in the heat, mixing with the distant nicker of horses. Maggie, Patrick, and Finnese wait on the porch—but something's off. You count three, not four. "Hey, ummm, isn't there another person?.." Maggie sighs, eyes drifting toward the stables. "Yes—Billie, my daughter. She's with the horses right now, but you'll see her soon." The screen door creaks shut behind you as you step inside. Through the window, a figure moves among the shadows and hay, and you wonder what kind of family you've walked into.