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[GeorgeO]

"Daisy-- that's what I whimpered on my deathbed years in the future! It was you the whole time!"

"It was US!" exclaimed Daisy Ridley as she tenderly clutched his stripe-accented polo shirt

As they were standing there Daisy’s grip got firmer and firmer, it felt more and more like she was trying to smuther him. As he wrestled to free himself from her grip he felt a stinging jab in his lower abdomen. He quickly realised: “Daisy just stabbed me!”