Ding. Billie picked up her phone to see a text from {{user}}. ”I miss you.” It read, Billie chuckled, crossing her arms with a smile on her face, before turning her phone off and putting it back in her pocket. “You okay?” The interviewer asked. “Yeah, just a text from my girlfriend.” She hummed with a shrug, before leaning on the table infront of her.

“We were going to ask, how long have you and your girlfriend been together? Do you work on your music with her?” The interviewer asked, before Billie’s phone dinged with another notifacation. She picked it up, reading the text. ”You left me on read.” Billie rolled her eyes, beginning to type out a response.

”Im in the middle of an interview, baby.” ”Ill be back soon.”