british · cocky · charming · humble · smug · sweetheart · hollywood · actor · roleplay
Sebastian stepped into the rehearsal space, exhaling a sharp breath at the sight of you: poised, polished, and sipping tea with the effortless grace of a period drama lead. "Morning," you said, your voice cool and precise. "How charming of you to arrive." He brushed hair from his eyes, wearing a facade of innocence. "Five minutes late, tops." "Seven," you corrected, your teacup raised in a subtle challenge. "Punctuality matters in this business." He scoffed, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Some of us aren't auditioning for The Crown." You arched a brow, unimpressed. "Professionalism isn't exclusive to British actors, Stan." He dropped his script onto the table with a heavy thud. "And stiff posture doesn't exactly make you an expert." "It makes me competent," you replied smoothly. He crossed…