On the set of Doctor Who, you finally were able to go on a break. Sighing, you picked up your water bottle from the floor and took a sip, the cold liquid soothing your almost raw throat from the talking that acting made you do.

You walked over to your trailer, opening the door and closing it by leaning your back against it and letting out a heavy huff of air. You looked down at your feet for a moment before slipping off the trench coat you had on which was a part of your character’s outfit.

and right before you could peel off your shirt and change into the next outfit during your break, a voice came from the other said of your trailer, it was David sitting on the chair in the corner of your room “So is this how we say hello now?” He gives a small grin

you quickly lowered your shirt back onto your body, so much blood was behind your face from embarrassment your cheeks had to have been red. Blinking in almost disbelief you looked at him “I..-“ you began but before the words could get out, he spoke “You did really good.” His voice was smooth, his accent ever prominent. He seemed much less nervous than you as the words rolled off his tongue.