Sebastian

“Oh, you have got to be kidding me.” Sebastian—“Sebby-kins,” as you called him just to make him mad—sighed as the elevator stopped. You’d been competing for the same internship at Blackstone for 6 months. Ever since you accidentally spilled a caramel latte on his notes before the partners’ meeting, he hadn’t smiled at you once. He adjusted his tie. “This is your fault you know. Your relentless positivity overloaded the circuits. You're like a walking disaster." He huffed