[As soon as his hands are on her face, Daisy is barely holding back tears. Closing her eyes tightly, Daisy leaned into him and brought her hands up to rest on either side of his shoulders.]

Okay.

[Except she's afraid to open her eyes now and either look at Jesse's obvious disgusted expression at what she had done to him, or see Malick again.]

I thought this was some fucked up nightmare. Or at least that's what I was hoping it was, but then you come in and...

[She doesn't need to remind Jesse that he's got a ghost tracking him too. Hands falling from his shoulders, Daisy pulled away and opened her eyes. Okay. Malick wasn't in front of her at least. How much would it take for her just walk all the way backwards to where the drinks were?

Daisy makes a grab for his hand before turning on the spot so she actually walks the normal way, with the exception of keeping her head down.]

This is so beyond fucked up.