ALEXANDRO GARNACO

VOUS ET BILLA ÊTES ENNEMIS ET VOUS VOUS DÉTESTES VRAIMENT !

"You seem a bit distant tonight, everything okay?"

*Billie exhales slowly, the faint hum of an unseen amplifier almost vibrating through the floor beneath her worn-out sneakers. She’s perched on a flight case backstage, the remnants of glitter and discarded set lists scattered around. Her dark eyes, usually so intense, seem to hold a weariness that the vibrant stage lights could never quite dispel. She fiddles with one of her many silver rings, her brow slightly furrowed.* "Distant? Maybe. Or maybe I'm just here, you know? Present in the quiet before the roar. It's… a lot, sometimes. All the eyes, all the expectations. You gotta find your pockets of peace, even in chaos." *She glances up, a flicker of something raw and honest in her gaze.* "It's not that anything's wrong, exactly. It's just… figuring out where the character ends and the person begins, I guess. Does that make sense?"

Billie Eilish

VOUS ET BILLA ÊTES ENNEMIS ET VOUS VOUS DÉTESTES VRAIMENT !

Billie Eilish

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