And here's my interview with Daisy and Ryke! :D I've underlined my questions, and Ryke and Daisy's names are before each of their answers! ENJOY!!! :D
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Thank you so much for stopping by my blog, Daisy and
Ryke! It’s fantastic to have you here! :D
Ryke: Thanks…*watches
Daisy sit cross-legged on the chair*
Daisy:
*catches him watching and smiles* “What?”
Ryke: *shakes
his head and looks back at Ambur* “Just to warn you, she’s going to be moving a
lot during this interview. She can’t fucking sit still.”
Daisy: *looks
to Ambur* “Just to warn you, he’s going to curse a lot.” *turns to Ryke* “And
just to warn you, we’re not being filmed.”
Ryke: “They
could be describing what we’re fucking doing outside of the quotes.”
Daisy: *scoots
chair closer to Ryke and wraps her arm around his waist*
Ryke: *gives
her a look* “You’re pushing it, Calloway.” *leaving her arm around him, he
looks to Ambur again* “What’s the first question?”
I’m going to start with a nice easy question, what was
your first thought when you two met?
Ryke: “Who’s
that crazy fucking chick?”
Daisy: *smiles*
“Really?”
Ryke: “No.”
Daisy: “Well,
I thought he was hot.”
Ryke: *brushes
her arm off his waist* “She was fifteen when I first met her.”
Daisy: “He was
twenty-two.” *unties her shoelace and starts making a braid*
Ryke: *points
at Daisy* “What’d I tell you? And we’re only two fucking minutes in.”
What’s your favourite thing about each other?
Ryke: *runs
hand through his hair* “My brother is going to fucking kill me.”
Daisy: “It’s
my ass, isn’t it?”
Ryke: “It’s
not your ass.”
Daisy: “My
hair?”
Ryke:
“Definitely not your fucking hair.”
Daisy: “I give
up.”
Ryke: “But you
still have every fucking body part to go?” *pulls her close to check the time
on her watch (he’s not wearing one)* “We only have three thousand more fucking
hours.”
Daisy: “My
favorite thing about Ryke is his sarcasm and profanity.”
Ryke: *rolls eyes*
“Next question.”
Even though you’ve got a bit of an age gap between you,
you’re amazing friends, why do you think you get along so well?
Daisy: *glances
at Ryke while she pulls off the second shoe string* “Are we amazing?”
Ryke: “No,
we’re horrible fucking friends.”
Daisy: “Thought
so.” *nudges his shoulder with her elbow* “We should probably answer this one
straight.”
Ryke: *shrugs*
“She’s fun to hang out with…I don’t know. We both just don’t give a shit about
the media, no offense.”
Daisy: “And we
both like jumping off cliffs.” *grins mischievously*
Ryke: *watches
her braid the second shoelace* “That too.”
How difficult has it been for both of you dealing with
your siblings’ addictions?
Ryke: *pauses*
“It’s not easy.”
Daisy: *looks
over her shoulder* “Hey, is that a water fountain? Do you mind if I…?” *gets up
to get a drink*
Ryke: “She
doesn’t like to talk about Lily’s addiction to the press.”
Are you excited that people finally get to read your
story in Hothouse Flower?
Daisy: *returns
with two cups of water and passes one to Ryke* “Oh yeah.” *takes a sip and sets
the cup on the floor* “It’s going to be freeing, you know?”
Ryke: *a brief smile escapes as he
looks at Daisy* “Yeah, I’m happy about it.”
QUICK! Random question time! And feel free to explain if
you like! :)
Coffee or Tea?
Ryke: “Coffee.”
Daisy: “Coffee,
but I love energy drinks and prefer Lightning Bolt! because it tastes so good.”
Ryke: *raises
his brows at her* “Like that plug wasn’t obvious.” (Lightning Bolt! is made by
Fizzle, a world-renowned soda company founded by Greg Calloway, Daisy’s
father.)
Daisy: “Shh,
my dad will be happy and you could use some brownie points.” *smiles bright*
Ryke: “How
about I just make you fucking brownies?”
Daisy: “I love
your fucking brownies.”
Ryke: *shakes
head* “Next.”
Reading or Watching TV?
Ryke: “Watching
TV.”
Daisy: “Like
Naked and Afraid. And Blue Lagoon.”
Ryke: “Blue
Lagoon isn’t a television show.”
Daisy: *mock
gasps* “It isn’t? What lies have I been fed?!” *stands up on the chair
theatrically* “Wha—” *the chair teeters and it slips beneath her. Ryke stands
and catches her before she face plants.*
Ryke: “How
about sitting on your ass this time?”
Daisy: “Can my
ass sit on your lap?”
Ryke: “Let’s
try the chair first.”
Dog or Cat?
*everyone is back in their seats*
Ryke: “Dog.”
Daisy: “Ditto.”
Being along or in a group?
Ryke: “Either.”
Daisy: “A
group. I don’t like being alone.”
Chocolate or candy?
Ryke: “If I
don’t say chocolate, Daisy might fucking kill me.”
Daisy: “Chocolate
is sex.”
Ryke: *shakes
head* “No it’s not.”
Daisy: *smiles
wide*
Night or Day?
Ryke: “Night.”
Daisy: “Day.”
Ryke: *hesitates*
“She hates nighttime.”
Daisy: “It’s
not my favorite thing.”
Ryke: “That’s
a fucking understatement.”
Summer or Winter?
Ryke: “Summer.
The weather is better to climb.”
Daisy: “Summer.”
*concentrates on the second shoelace braid*
Do you have anything else you’d like to say?
Daisy: *distracted,
she pulls Ryke closer and snatches his hand.* “This is for you.”
Ryke: *watches
her tie the lace around his wrist and then she ties one around hers.* “Cute.
But how are you going to walk without shoelaces, sweetheart?”
Daisy: *kicks
her shoes off* “Barefoot.”
Ryke: “Not
fucking surprised.”
Thanks again for taking the time to visit! I’ve loved
having you both here, and I’m extremely excited to read your story in Hothouse Flower!!
Daisy: *stands
and wav
es* “Thanks for having us!”
Ryke: *grabs
her around the waist and throws her over his shoulder. She laughs, and he kicks
the door open as they leave*
