it started with a follow

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finneas: you guys are literally friends?

madison: exactly, she thinks i'm cheating on her with him

finneas: well as long as you aren't it's fine

madison: yeah i guess

finneas: she probably wants cuddles

i laugh and get up

madison: i'll go check on her

i walk upstairs and to her room

madison: babeeee

i knock on the door and she doesn't reply. i let myself in and am immediately disappointed when i see her.

madison: i thought we were quitting?

she just shrugs, brings the blunt to her lips and inhales deeply. i walk over to her and take the blunt from her. she scrunches her eyebrows at me and watches as i walk to the window and open it.

billie: ma wait

i look at her

billie: we're both stressed, there's so much going on. let it be our last. then we'll quit forreal. please?

i huff and then take a hit and give it back to her

billie: good girl, thank you.

i lay on her bed and she chuckles as she sits up

billie: remember when i cried at the start of the year? i didn't know what the fuck was coming

madison: are you busy this year?

billie: mhm

madison: with what

she hesitates, almost as if she was trying to make up a lie

billie: lots of interviews and shit. photo shoots and stuff

madison: oh, anything else?

billie: ..tour..

she mumbles and i look at her

madison: what?

billie: tour

madison: why is it such a big thing to hide?

billie: it's not

madison: then why'd you mumble

billie: i don't know

madison: you do know

billie: because..

madison: because why?

billie: because i'm scared they won't let you come

madison: billie it's fine if they won't let me come, what matters most is that you tell me these things or i'm gonna think you've gone missing for a whole year.