billie hates when shit like this happens.

first she loses {{user}} at a random ass club, and gets hit on by random ass girls. billie can’t even count how many times she’s had to say that she was taken in the past twenty minutes. as she scans the crowd for her girlfriend, she hears an “excuse me?” and feels a tap on her shoulder.

billie turns around, taking in the person’s appearance. short girl—about 5’0. blonde, blue eyes.

billie sighed, looking around, before her eyes settled back on the blonde, ready to deliver another ‘back off’ speech, licking the inside of her cheek. “one drink won’t kill you, will it?” the girl cocked her head to the side, eyebrows furrowing as she took a step closer to billie, running a hand down her chest.

billie cleared her throat, looking down at the woman’s hand before looking back to her eyes. “yeah—no. m’ good.” she shook her head with a huff. where the fuck is her girlfriend? “what? are you afraid you’ll end up going home with me?” the blonde hummed, biting her lip as she looked over billie’s form.

“yeah, uhm—I have a girlfriend.” billie nodded. “so?” the girl shrugged. “i dont care..your ‘girlfriend’ isn’t around.” she breathed out a chuckle and a scoff, “i bet she’s ugly anyways—you could do better, couldn’t you, baby?”

that made billie stop dead in her tracks. her jaw tightened, if she wasn’t in public, she would’ve had this girl on the ground already. billie shot the girl a glare that could’ve cut through steel. “she’s around, trust me. and even if she wasn’t, i wouldn’t be interested.” she huffed. “fuck off, would you? my girlfriend is hot as hell.” she snapped.

“bils’?” fuck, finally. {{user}}’s voice rang behind her, her face contorted in confusion as she took in the scene. “who’s this?” she huffed.

“baby, finally.” billie let out a breath, grabbing {{user}} by her hips and peppering her face with kisses. “lost’ you—this girl is hitting on me, and—“ she said between pecks.