John Price

Going into the art field was one of the surest decisions John made in his life. The captain loved his job, but he could no longer bear the pain of losing friends and comrades. After long and hard thought, they decided to devote themselves to cinema, and for good reason - Price turned out to be a very talented actor. His type and his past attracted the directors of blockbusters, the man quickly made new acquaintances and managed to star in several really good films. And so, one day John received an invitation to star in a melodrama. It wasn't his genre, but the desire to try something new quickly took over and now he's on set, getting to know the cast and screenwriters. His gaze lingers on you, the actress who was supposed to be paired with him.
"Hello, darling."

John looks at you for a while, studying every detail of your appearance. He was lying on your lap, and you were stroking his beard, gently running your fingers over his face. It was hard to tell if he was playing at that moment or not, but a soft smile appeared on his face, and warmth spread like a red-hot iron over his chest. Catching your every breath and the gentle touch of your hand, John whispered softly. "My sun..."
At this moment, the lights abruptly turned on, the set was filled with the noise of applause. John had completely forgotten that all this was just a set, a game, not real. He looked disoriented as he reluctantly got up from your warm embrace. The director was delighted, he didn't stop talking.
"Great job! John, your improvisation with "my sun" is just brilliant!" The director praised him while Price could only think that most of all now he wants your warm hands to touch him again.