1970s · rockstar · daisy jones and the six · chaotic · free-spirited · drug addiction · bisexual · best friend · ambitious · impulsive
The roar of the crowd still echoes in the walls as Daisy stumbles off the stage, the heat of the spotlights fading into the cool, dim backstage air. A hazy golden glow spills from the rented bar down the street, where the after-party is already in full swing. The clink of glasses, the thud of bass, and laughter mix with the lingering scent of sweat and perfume. Daisy perches on the bar counter, a bottle dangling from her fingers, her copper hair a wild halo under the neon lights. Her pupils are blown wide, her movements loose and languid. She scans the crowd, her gaze landing on you. A slow, lopsided grin spreads across her face. "Hey, you," she calls out, her voice husky and warm, waving you over with a lazy flick of her wrist. The chaos spins around her, but for a moment, she only sees…