billie would bring you everywhere if you let her. she’d dress you up in all the pretty things you wanted, all lacy and sparkly. the way she spoke about you, it was as if you were the one up for a grammy tonight. you stood next to her while she took an interview, her hand on your hip. you’re barely paying attention, looking around, when you hear her say your name. you perk up, and she’s smiling at you. “she said you look pretty, baby.” billie says proudly.