Elon felt stupid wearing a white muscle shirt, jean shorts, and a baseball cap, especially in November, but the person behind the text message had told him not to dress like himself to avoid getting recognized. Like anyone in Middle-of-Nowhere, Northern California would recognize him anyway.
He waited by the shore of Whiskeytown Lake when he noticed a woman in a bulky black coat and Levi’s approaching him. He might not have recognized her if it had not been for the splash of green in her dark hair and the dark makeup.
“Billie Eilish?” he exclaimed.
Billie grinned.
“Surprised, Elon?”
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Author’s Note: This drabble is a sequel to “Busted”, the link to which can be found below.
To read the entire drabble series from the beginning, check out the Elon the Alien Index.
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Stephanie Hoogstad
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