"the life of kate moss must be thrilling," his words are as smug as his expression,  any semblance of an amicable conversation between the two is out the window.  he didn’t forget their falling out.  time doesn’t heal fresh wounds.  sebastian is still tending to a few,  including the one made by sienna.  “a model drinking alone in a five star hotel bar  . . .  that doesn’t sound right, does it?  have you upgraded into being an escort?”  the corners of his lips curl up and sebastian brings the glass of whiskey towards his mouth before giving her a questionable look.  he knows sienna will gladly hold her own against anyone,  even more so if she holds resentment towards him,  but he wouldn’t be sebastian if he didn’t make the first jab.  and he can’t believe how relieved he is to see her ugly face again.  // @infinitumcnimce