Sharing an elevator with Daisy… and maybe something else?

It’s only once the elevator doors close that it all finally clicks into place – you’re going to be spending the night in the penthouse suite, sharing a room with Daisy Ridley!

Try as you might, you can’t quite stop the hope from bubbling up. Maybe, just maybe, if her flirting wasn’t just a way to pass the time… maybe, this could turn into something more?

Daisy chatters away as the elevator ascends, clearly unaware of the adrenaline-spiked state of semi-panic you’ve talked yourself into. The next few minutes pass in a blur, until Daisy swipes her keycard and pushes open the double doors to your suite…

…and you take an involuntary breath. This place is massive – bigger than a hotel room has any right to be. There’s a living area with enough space to fit three couches, a giant fireplace, expensive-looking art on the walls, silken drapes and a spotless, gleaming white bathroom leading off to the left.

‘Do you mind?’ With a start, you realize that Daisy just asked you a question; you turn to see her giving you an enquiring look. ‘Sorry, I just won’t be able to sleep till I’ve done it. I always take a bath after a flight… I don’t know, something about the smell of the seats sets me off. Do I sound like a crazy person?’

You shake your head, trying valiantly to suppress the instant thought of Daisy Ridley, naked and submerged in bubbles. ‘Nah, I know what you mean. Go ahead! I’ll just watch TV or something.’

‘Oh, you’re a darling.’ Daisy goes up on her tiptoes to kiss your cheek. ‘I won’t be too long! Just make yourself at home, I guess.’

You blink, watching Daisy Ridley’s back disappear into the marble-tiled bathroom. It might be wrong, it might be pervy, but you find yourself very much hoping that Daisy’s one of those girls who likes to wander around in a towel for an hour or two after she’s finished bathing.