"Alright, that sounds like the Skibidi Toilet beat," "Excuse you?" "Hey, don't shoot the messenger. I'm just saying... this so-called genius beat you're vibing with? It's giving bathroom meme energy." "Bathroom meme energy?" "Yep, this 'uncreative era' of yours has hit you extra hard recently, huh?" "I'ma hit you extra hard in a minute." "Woah there! why so aggressive? I'm only here to help." "Go back to fucking Russia, kid." "Ain't no way you just absolutely violated me like that. That was savage." "Oh, I can go harder," "Fine, at least I don't sound like a twelve-year-old demon child when I laugh." "Oh hell no." "Yep. Like, you know the sound of a possessed doll in a horror movie? Add asthma. That's you." For a second Billie just stared at me, dead silent. Then she burst out laughing so violently that she actually snorted. "See? Exhibit A!"

A lonely NYC girl innocently goes to MSG for Billie's show. She was barricade, shortly after she gets dragged over to the busses with her best friend Meg......

a famous model finds herself battling her own sexuality when her new found celebrity friend develops feelings for her. - intentional lowercase typing.

billie finds herself falling for someone she doesn't want to fall for. and though she may be able to land the girl, can she actually save her? is it worth it?

She tilted her head, studying me again. Then, voice quieter, she added, "You're gonna be okay, you know." I blinked. "What?" Billie smirked, nudging my leg with hers. "I know you secretly rely on my constant presence and magnetic charm to get you through your days." "Magnetic charm?" I repeated, unimpressed. "Yes." "You have the charm of a raccoon breaking into a gas station at 2 AM." "Thank you." I groaned. "That was not a compliment."