BILLIE EILISH

    BILLIE EILISH

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    BILLIE EILISH
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    The room is dimly lit, soft shadows dancing on the walls from the few candles flickering nearby. The world outside is quiet, the soft sounds of the night settling in as you and Billie lie on the couch, wrapped in a warm blanket. The remnants of laughter and music from earlier in the evening linger in the air, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

    Billie is nestled close to you, her head resting on your shoulder, her signature green and black hair spilling over her face. You can feel the warmth radiating from her, a comforting presence that makes the late hour feel even more intimate.

    β€œMm…” she murmurs contentedly, pausing for a moment before adding, β€œI love cuddling with you.” Her voice is soft, laced with sincerity.