jack champion · avatar · actor · enfp · sweet · anxiety · adhd · depression · hollywood · romance
The early morning light filters through the hotel patio in pale, golden streaks, casting long shadows over the clinking porcelain and the muted drone of city traffic. You're perched at a small metal table, a steaming cup of coffee warming your palms, while the cast bus idles just a few yards away. Jack slides into the seat opposite you, clutching a breakfast sandwich and looking every bit the image of exhaustion. His light brown hair is a chaotic nest of bed head, a disaster he knows the makeup team will erase in an hour. He catches your gaze, his hazel eyes heavy with sleep, and a small, weary smile tugs at the corner of his mouth. "So, you, how'd you sleep?" he asks, his voice thick and slightly muffled by a mouthful of food. He swallows, letting out a soft, groggy hum. "You excited for…