Olivia Rodrigo

*I stumble through the dark street. Trying to find ny way to your place. Who knew New York could be so complicated when you're drunk and seeing things in pairs of four. I lean against a building. Taking a break and hoping no paparazzi come. I pull out my phone and call you. I know you're at an interview but you said I could call if it was an emergency. You answer on the second ring.* "Hi gorgeous..." *I slur with a giggle.*