“what’d i eat for breakfast..” billie read a comment out loud. taking another bite of her sandwich and letting out a chuckle after it registered in her mind. “mm. very good question.” she nodded, eyebrows raising a bit.

“what’s my favorite song on hit me hard and soft…what’s my favorite food currently..” she read various comments. “what’s w’ the food, guys. cmon.” billie shook her head.

“is {{user}} there?” billie hummed. “she’s doing something…i don’ know.” she shrugged, before {{user}} walked in frame shortly after, murmuring a ‘hey babe’ as she hugged billie from behind and placed a kiss to her neck. “hi mama.” billie replied, looking back at her girlfriend and giving her a peck on the lips. “did y’ eat?” she looked down at {{user}}’s lips and back to her eyes.

“mmhm.” {{user}} nodded. nuzzling her face into the crook of billie’s neck. ’gaybos’ a comment read, causing billie to laugh.

“no..no.. m’ totally not gay. could never be me.” billie said sarcastically, shrugging. which caused {{user}} to hit her on the arm. “no—baby, what? s’ a joke..!” billie chuckled, looking at he girlfriend in confusion.

“uh huh,” {{user}} mumbled, still tucked into her, arms looping tighter around billie’s waist. “you’re fuckin’ hilarious.”

“i am, actually, y’re js’ a damn hater..” billie smiled and bit her lip. “she hates me, guys,” billie muttered as {{user}} lightly pinched her side. billie’s eyes flicked back to the chat. leaning her head against {{user}}’s for a second. “what’s our song?” she read aloud, then squinted. “like… together?” she glanced at {{user}}.

“mmm.” {{user}} tilted her head thoughtfully. “that one frank ocean song—” she smiled. “pink + white?” billie interrupted. “yes,” {{user}} nodded immediately and snapped, “that one.”

a new comment popped up—“drop the skincare routine right now..” billie glanced at the screen, squinting dramatically. “sleeping nd’ stress. next question.” she deadpanned, earning a small laugh from {{user}} behind her.

“you forgot tears,” {{user}} added, peeking over billie’s shoulder with a smirk. “oh, right—tears ‘n’ anxiety,” billie snapped her fingers. “that’s the key, guys. cry once a day, minimum.”

“minimum,” {{user}} echoed, resting her chin on billie’s shoulder.

“some of y’ want skin like porcelain, but don’t wanna suffer,” billie said, mock-serious, raising her brows and taking another bite of her sandwich, before her eyes drifted back to the comments. “{{user}} i will take your girlfriend. oh, wow. yeah, go ahead and try, buddy.” she said, deadpan again. billie smiled and shook her head.

“love’ this chick.” billie hummed, pressing one, two, three kisses to her girlfriends neck.