𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐍 | billie eilish ✔

Madigan tugged at the hem of her oversized hoodie, pulling it down over her ripped jeans as if it could shield her from the sea of bodies swarming the arena. The air buzzed with anticipation, and the low hum of excitement surged through the crowd like an electric current. It was loud—too loud.

She shifted uncomfortably on her feet, trying to fade into the shadows, but in a place like this, anonymity was impossible.

"Come on, Mads! This is going to be so amazing," her best friend Kara gushed beside her, bouncing on the balls of her feet like a kid in a candy store. Kara had been talking about this concert for months, counting down the days, sending Madigan constant texts with Billie Eilish songs, interviews, even memes—everything to prepare her for what Kara believed was going to be a life-changing night.

Madigan wasn't so sure.