Water Damage • Daniel Ricciardo

You didn't know how you were supposed to react to the sight before you, to the waterlogged Daniel standing in your doorway. Judging by the way his clothes were soaked clean through and his curls were plastered to his head in a wet mess, he'd been caught in the torrential downpour still raging outside.
"Um, hi?" Daniel offered you a sheepish smile and a little wave. He had the decency to look a little embarrassed.