Daisy Ridley RL

A strong wind blew in through Daisy’s hotel window, awakening her from her dream. Like most nights, she couldn’t completely remember what she had dreamt about. All she knew was that it was an incredible, euphoric dream.

“Fuck. I’m going to be late for breakfast.”

She groaned to herself, her hair still in a tight bun from the partying she had done last night. She slipped into the first tank top and shorts that she could find, rushing to breakfast.

As she arrived to the dining hall, very few people were left. Mostly people who had completely overslept, like her. As she rubs her still-tired eyes, she sees the sexiest man she has ever seen. The absolute definition of a man, he was about 6’4 tall and was an incredibly handsome African man.