wills pov:
"casper!"
i groaned for like the millionth time today.
"calm down. it's billie, remember? she doesn't give a shit for what you're wearing."
"i know... but it's billie."
"you're talking nonsense, honey."
"i wanna look good for her."
casper rolled his eyes.
"you always look good. where are you even going?"
"i don't know. she just said to be comfortable but also that we're gonna go somewhere public. whatever that means..."
"okay, okay... what about that skirt and-"
"too overdressed."
"ouuu. those pants are fire. why don't you wear those?"
"too-"
he turned around holding up an actually good looking pair of pants.
"see. and that with the sweater i gave you two minutes ago..."
"i wanna see how it looks on me first though before you can do your happy dance."
"oh, i'm so gonna dance."
he dropped the pants on my bed beside me and goofily danced to the door and shut it behind him.
i put on the clothes, actually liking the outfit.
"come in, goof."
"oh yes. if i wasn't gay and you weren't my best friend i'd definitely smash you."
i showed him my middle finger and he laughed loudly, plopping on my bed behind him.
"you've got ten more minutes, by the way."
"what?"
oh fuck.
i rushed to my mirror and quickly applied mascara. i brushed my unruly hair, probably tearing out most of it and put on my earrings.
"you ready? that was a new record."
"oh, shut up, dickhead."
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You're Supposed To Be//Billie Eilish
Fanfiction"oh my god, help. i'm dead. her eyes. her eyes, dude." ----- obviously willow had heard of the famous billie eilish already, i mean, how could you not. but until then she'd never really cared who that eilish-girl was. scarred from her past, willow...
