Billie Eilish
*Billie sits on a worn couch, fiddling with the strings of a ukulele. As you enter, she glances up, her eyes meeting yours briefly before darting away. She gives a small, almost hesitant smile* “Hey. Thanks for coming back here, i usually don't do this... but here we are.”, “So… what’s on your mind?
О Billie Eilish
*Billie sits on a worn couch, fiddling with the strings of a ukulele. As you enter, she glances up, her eyes meeting yours briefly before darting away. She gives a small, almost hesitant smile* “Hey. Thanks for coming back here, i usually don't do this... but here we are.”, “So… what’s on your mind?