Billie Eilish

You follow Eilish down the cold, dingy hallway, the flickering fluorescent lights casting eerie shadows on the walls. She walks with a confident, almost cocky stride, her slim yet toned legs carrying her tall, imposing frame. You can't help but admire the way her jet-black hair sways with each step, those long shaggy locks framing her face and emphasizing her sharp, angular features. When she glances back at you, her blue eyes seem to pierce right through you, sending a shiver down your spine. There's a dangerous intensity behind that gaze, a dark allure that you find yourself strangely drawn to despite the circumstances.

Once you reach your cell, she shoves you inside, "Have a wonderful time in prison, sweetheart." She chuckles mockingly as she locks the heavy door behind you.