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𝘫𝘶𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺-𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵, 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘺
RECORDED JUNE THE SIXTEENTH, 'I Love You Too — Eden Shais', dropped june the twentieth. Eden wasn't the type to make you wait for a song. If it was ready, it was ready.
She sat in her room, phone in hand and Charlie's voice ringing through the speaker.
They'd, her and her siblings, finally moved from their air bnb to their own house. Which was also temporary, Eden had dreams of a house on the hills somewhere.
"You know your song has officially hit the billboard hot one hundred?" He said. "Eden, that happened overnight!"
"Really?" Eden murmured, "wow."
"You don't sound interested?"
"I don't... how to word this— I don't like knowing what happens with my music after I release it?" Eden attempted to explain as she placed her phone down, "it's not because I hate my music and I regret releasing, I just— I'm afraid."
"Scared of what people think." Charlie recalled, remembering she had told him on the beach. "I know. They love the song though, Eden."
There was a sense of understanding conveyed as he spoke, maybe Eden read too much into it— or maybe he understood her better than she thought? Regardless, she smiled to herself.
Whether she was over romanticising his words, or misinterpreting them. Eden noted it as she saw it.
Perception, it's a funny thing.
"Would it be weird if I put my bed in front of the balcony door?" She wondered aloud, looking to her phone propped on some boxes across from her as she changed the subject.
Taking that as his que to follow her conversation, Charlie hummed for a second, verbalising his contemplation. "No."
"But what if someone knocks on my window in the middle of the night?"
"Nobody is climbing your balcony to knock on your window in the middle of the night, Eden."
"I don't know—" She thoughtfully trailed off, "there's some real creeps out there." Despite her hesitation, she began to shuffle her bed near the door anyway, "actually, I just remembered guns are legal here."
"You scare me." He commented, his tone low as if he was speaking to himself.
"Yeah, yeah." Eden followed up, manoeuvring her sheets over her bed. "It's not like I'm going to get one. I do not believe in such extreme acts of violence."
