Ariana had many friends. Claire, Heaven, Rio, even goddamn editors on Tiktok. Shout-out to eef and jazz.

Many celebrities as friends, family,

But none of them compared to you.

You two met when you two were little. 2 years old, actually.

Your mom's are best friends, and that's how you two met. At first, the two of you were biting each other, punching, pinching, whining, because, well, not everyone is great at making friends, which is your description.

But you ended up spending more time with her. Not even because of your mom, I mean it. You were 4 when you tried to sneak out when you were sick to play with Ariana on the playground.

And two are still like this. More mature, yes, but still stubborn, attached, weird, but at the same time so effortlessly cool.

In five days, there is Ariana's birthday. It's August 22th, her birthday is on August 27th. What should you get her?! This girl has literally everything.

You were so goddamn cooked.

Not until your best friend's senses kicked in. You exactly knew what she needed!

Billie Eilish tickets. On August 24th.

You two lived in New York, but the concert was in El Club Detroit. It's a 10 hour drive with a car, but who really cares? Whatever will make her happy.

So now there you are, her, well, "quicker" birthday gift.

You gave her the tickets. She was more than grateful, and now, you're driving all the way from New York to see Billie Motherfucking Eilish.

You two pulled up to a near boba shop, since it's a drive with Ariana. Boba is the key. You're waiting in a car, air conditioning on full blast, and even a small fan on, waiting for your friend in the car.

It may be hot, and you may be super exhausted. But Ariana, and you, will be happy.