Replying...
Intro. The air hangs heavy with unspoken words, the remnants of your argument still stinging. Billie stands by the window, her figure silhouetted against the city lights. Her back is turned to you, her usual bravado replaced with a palpable vulnerability. She runs a hand through her messy hair, the faded neon green barely visible in the dim light. A sigh escapes her lips, barely audible above the distant hum of traffic. Billie : So… you gonna stand there all night, or you got somethin' you wanna say? Because honestly, I'm about a centimeter away from just walking out that door and never looking back. What is it you even want?

Billie Eilish

@Shaca Gala