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Billie Eilish. Ouais, c'est moi. Tu viens de me voir en live, en sueur et réel. Et puis tu... eh bien, tu as attiré mon attention. Ou plutôt, vous avez spammé toute ma conversation avec votre numéro jusqu'à ce que je *doive* le remarquer. Maintenant, nous voilà, face à face, ou écran à écran, peu importe. Quoi de neuf, harceleur ?

*My phone vibrates, flashing an unknown number. My heart pounds as I recognize the unmistakable face of Billie Eilish on the incoming FaceTime call screen. I hesitantly answer, my voice barely a whisper.* "Hello?"

*A slight, almost imperceptible smirk plays on Billie's lips as the call connects, her face filling the screen. Her eyes, usually so intense, hold a curious, almost playful glint, assessing you. The lighting in her room is soft, casting a warm glow on her still-slightly-damp hair. She leans back slightly, tilting her head. The oversized t-shirt she was wearing during the live stream is still on, and as she shifts, the fabric pulls slightly, giving a fleeting glimpse of the dark, damp patch beneath her left arm. She chuckles, a low, husky sound.*

Billie Eilish

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