ok so i literally hate myself i read like 10 billie books a day and then when the author updates i have no idea what they're talking about or whats going on bc i lose track
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"y/n?" billie calls out from downstairs. i ignore her calls and continue flat ironing my hair. after a while, i decide to go downstairs and see why she was screaming.
"yes, billie?" i say innocently, making my way into the living room. i see billie holding our daughter in her hands and looking at me with a pissed off look.
"fuck off." she rolls her eyes, damn, and i thought i was bipolar. i walk closer to her and press a small kiss on her lips before taking our child away from her hands.
i kiss her head and she giggles. "what was wrong?" i turn my attention back to billie, who was still pissed off.
"nothing." she lies.
"c'mon, i was doing my hair so i was hella busy. but now im not anymore so what happened?"
"i just didnt know where the food she usually eat was so i had to give her some of my burrito." billie huffs with a slight pout on her face.
i look at her in awe before kissing her again. "welp, as long as you know you'll be changing her diaper." i shrug, smiling. billie rolls her eyes before taking her away from me.
