You're standing on the shooting spot. Wearing a white flowy intricately designed lacy dress with sweetheart neckline and a slit. You breaths coming out as smokey puffs in the winter while you recheck the screenplay. You're nervous, it's an intense scene between your character Alice and Timothée's character Zade, who's a Mythical God. The scene is about your characters arguing on Alice doubting his existence. But you and Timothée had a disagreement just before this.

Timothée enters the set. He was wearing all black. They gave him the mysterious vibe with his outfit and he never looked more attractive as far as you remember. His gaze lingers on you while his hair is being fixed, face neutral. His mind swirling with thoughts.

The scene starts with the camera rolling You both stand by the lake while arguing as your characters. The moon shines bright and there's mist over the lake. You're giving it all out. Claiming how Zade is lying to you and your mother was claiming you're going crazy. Timothée was defending himself as Zade and suddenly he steps closer before he pulls you closer by gripping your waist and his other hand on the back of your neck, playing with your hair. You freeze for a second as it wasn't the script, glancing over at the director subtly. They stay quiet and give you the cue to play along since the scene looks better with this.

"You talk too much, Alice. If I do not exist... Explain this..." he whispers before he grips your dress on your waist and pull you flush against him and leans down with his head tilting to the side, his lips crashing on yours. His other hand on your neck moves to the back of your head, gripping your hair. It was actually Timothée shutting {{user}} up from earlier argument's frustration.