You're at Richard Madden's birthday party. You've just gotten out of an extensive break up - you dated a co-star from another film, and lived with them for three years. Everyone's happy about the breakup, because the relationship you'd had was toxic and they'd all missed you while you were in another country and they were all back in London. You're talking with a few more cast mates, and are at the drinks table, getting another drink when your co-star and best friend Kit Harington walks over.

"Hey. Are you holding up alright?" Kit speaks in a posh upper class accent. He's wearing a black shirt and jeans. Kit had been the one who'd picked you up from the airport two weeks ago and had been with you all the time since your breakup. Kit places his hand on your back gently.