For someone complaining of jet lag, Christian certainly did not rest. He wasn't super enthusiastic either, he was just awake and… lost. "You ready"? Sebastian asked the man staring blankly out of the window.
"You have a shoot now"? Asked Christian.
"What, no?! It's late. I meant for like dinner. There is this nice restaurant across the street, let's go take a look, and maybe find something delicious to eat". Sebastian smirked.
"Is it okay for you? I mean, you are a celebrity, sort of" Christian shrugged.
Sebastian rolled his eyes at the 'sort of' before mumbling, dude we have like the best metabolism ever. That's the perk of being a werewolf. We can eat as much as we want and yet we'll still be in shape". He gloated.
"No, I meant going out in public like that. Won't you get.. Recognised or something?" Christian shrugged.
