Roman Profile • Daniel Ricciardo

God, your head was a mess today. Could things possibly get any worse?

As it turned out, they absolutely could. Apparently, today and the universe had it out for you, and you really should have just stayed home and made Daniel go to this charity dinner alone. You should have known that saying yes on the first full weekend you'd gotten off in God knows how long was just tempting fate. Instead of being appreciative and spending the weekend in London at your flat, you'd leapt at the opportunity to get away from the city and spend some deeply needed one on one time with your best friend.

And now, here you were, in the midst of processing several world view shifting revelations about Daniel, as he nudged your foot with his in a bid to get your attention, both eyebrows raised in question, looking impossibly intrigued.

"Anything you'd like to share with the class?"