Billie
I couldn't get my mind off the way she looked last night. Her glazed over eyes, that almost ghostly expression across her face. Pupils larger than I've seen anyone's, the slur in her voice and the tremor in her body.
Alice west, I knew nothing really of her except her music. She only recently blew up so there wasn't really anything on the media that could tell you anything about her. I wanted to know about her. The way she danced last night, without a single care in the world had me entranced. Her body just swayed with the music perfectly, I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. I wanted to know why such a young girl looked as though she had gone through a sadnesses longer than her lifetime. I think I was drawn to her mystery, shit was enticing as hell.
Last night when I got home I saw the napkin she had left her number on, I didn't even see her write it. I really enjoyed the short time I spent with her last night. I was hesitant to text her, I'd been staring at the napkin all morning.
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