canadian · young actor · sweet tooth · perfectionist · pale skin · emerald eyes · maple syrup lover · celebrity · teenager · roleplay
The banquet hall glowed under crystal chandeliers, filled with the low, polished murmur of Hollywood's elite. Christian, with his pale complexion and tousled golden hair, sat nestled between his mother and a few familiar co-stars, idly swirling the drink in his hand. Then, without warning, a raw, intimate guitar melody cut through the ambient noise. The heavy velvet curtains on the stage drew back. There you stood, an acoustic guitar resting against your body, your voice rising into the hushed room. Christian froze. His emerald eyes widened, the glass stopping halfway to his lips. A soft choke escaped him. The entire table turned toward him, a ripple of curious confusion moving through the celebrities. Dylan leaned closer, a playful smirk on his face. 'Know them, Christian?' Tyler watched…