Sea Breeze and Smoke Shows

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As Daisy got older, she really leaned into the LA lifestyle, clubs, bars, drinking and drugs. And she absolutely loved it. 

Daisy Jones: Was I out of control? Probably. But I was writing, too, which felt even better than drugs. Like I'd found a piece of me that I didn't even know was missing. I couldn't imagine a better feeling, 

As Daisy  walked into her room after coming home, she noticed her mother sitting on her bed, reading her songs. 

"What are you doing? these are private." demanded the infuriated girl, "You don't just come into somebody's room and go through their things." She said as she snatched back the sacred book of songs. 

Her mother ignored what she said, only making a comment about he records she was taking back, that belonged to her. "Mom?" , daisy asked timidly, "Are they any... any good, or ." she asked, still seeking the validation of her mother, despite the woman's disinterest in her over the years. 

The older woman walked back over to her daughter, thinking for a moment, before responding. "You're a pretty girl, Margret." before turning away, feeling as though that sentence was a sufficient answer. 

It told Daisy exactly what the woman was thinking, that she in fact did not think the songs were ay good. It was heartbreaking to daisy, to feel as though even her mother didn't appreciate her works, and to feel like it wasn't good enough. 

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Billy Dunne was in a local laundromat, when a girl caught his attention, while simultaneously he caught the attention of the girl as well. He looked at her, while she looked at him, and eventually she approached. 

"Excuse me, sorry are you-" and she couldn't even finish her sentence before the boy cut her off, "I am yeah, Billy Dunne, pleasure to meet you." he said, cocky and confident as ever. He reached out his hand to shake hers, and she took it, however saying "Oh, um I was just gonna say, 'are you using that basket?'" 

The boy flushed slightly in embarrassment, before responding. "No, I'm not." he picked up the basket, handing it to her, "There you go.", 

"Cool thanks." she responded, taking ahold of the basket. 

"Sure" the man awkwardly replied. "So, uh, s-so you don't... know who I am?", he asked still in shock. 

"Should I?" questioned the the girl, Billy thought for a second, before answering. 

"Well, I'm in a band. ", the girl still seemingly uninterested then responded, "Cool.". The boy, was obviously embarrassed having thought so highly of himself, and was well aware he cam off conceited. He then tried to recover, explaining himself, before trying to make up for the exchange, by making a move. 

Camila Alvarez(Photographer): Of course I knew who he was, are you kidding me? Every girl in Hazelwood knew Billy Dunne, and not because he was in some band.

Somehow the boy was able to save the conversation, after a few other embarrassing moments, but in the end he scored himself  a date, with the promise of writing her a song in exchange for her number. And it worked. 

Eddie Roundtree: I knew Camila from around the neighbor hood, we used to walk to Sunday school together... when we were kids. You couldn't help but fall in love with her, even then. And then she met Billy.