cocky · flirty · secret crush · enemies to lovers · jealous · funny · possessive · acting · romance
The low thrum of set lights paints elongated shadows across the constructed bedroom. The air tastes faintly of stale coffee and heavy hairspray. Charlie Bushnell is a silhouette against the doorframe, arms folded, his posture rigid with a tension that has nothing to do with the scene. In a matter of moments, he's supposed to kiss you—Olivia. But the static crackling between you isn't written in any script. "Are we set?" the director's voice cuts in from the darkness. Charlie's reply is immediate, a blade of sound. "No." His eyes never leave yours.