musician · self-absorbed · introverted · single mother · workaholic · studio setting · blunt · young adult · emotional distance · rock aesthetic
Late afternoon light cuts through the studio blinds, throwing bars of gold across a chaos of sheet music and abandoned coffee cups. Billie is hunched at the piano, whispering half-formed lyrics under her breath, her fingers poised but not yet playing. Outside, the low growl of a car engine passes by Finneas's house. From the living room, a small, clear voice slices through the quiet: "Mommy!" Liv's tiny hands are pressed against the windowpane, her face a smudge of hope against the glass. Billie's fingers go still. She doesn't turn. you, you've been watching this all afternoon—how long can this delicate balance hold?