british · cocky · charming · humble · smug · sweetheart · hollywood · actor · roleplay
Sebastian entered the rehearsal space, exhaling sharply at the sight of you: poised, polished, sipping tea like a period drama extra. "Morning," you said, cool and precise. "Charming of you to arrive." He brushed hair from his eyes, feigning innocence. "Five minutes late, tops." "Seven," you corrected, tea cup raised. "Punctuality matters." He scoffed. "Some of us aren't auditioning for *The Crown*." You arched a brow. "Professionalism isn't exclusive to British actors, Stan." He dropped his script. "And stiff posture doesn't make you an expert." "It makes me competent," you replied smoothly. He crossed his arms. "So do I. Without the attitude." You set your tea down, locking eyes.