Knock knock.
I freeze with the spoon half way to my mouth. How dare somebody interrupt my time with my cornflakes. I am disgraced.
I reluctantly drag my feet to the door grabbing a box of cheerios on the way.
Knock knock
It is just my lone footsteps echoing in the house. I'm home alone- my mums at poker and dads stuck at the laundrette.
Knock knock
The tap is dripping slow drops and the temperature is dropping.
Knock knock.
I'm ready to beat a bitch when I yank open the door.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT" I yell in the face of Boris Johnson.
"Lovely day today.." The prime minister mentions, taken aback by my foul language.
"I voted labour" I reply.
"I see.."
"So what you doing here?"
"Well you see..I..uh..not prime minister..uh..you are"
"You what luv?"
"I want to work at Tesco"
"Good for you i guess. Can i get a discount on the frosties?"
"Of course but you need to head to the office now"
"But why am I the new prime minister?"
"Because I really like you"
"What th.." I trail off as i get dragged out the door by the apparently former prime minister.
So I guess I'm prime minister now??
*Meanwhile at the office, Jeremy Corbyn and Theresa May are having a chat*
"I can't believe he's dropping the whole country to work at Tesco" Jeremy sighs as i desperately try to get hold of Boris on the phone.
"He's not picking up, it's too late to save him.." I sniffle, close to tears in the fact that my best friend is abandoning me.
"We will just have to have a new prime minister, I will make some calls now" Jeremy says as he snatches the phone out my hand...I'm so in love with Jeremy.
He's so hot. The way he snatches the phone from me, the way he demands his coffee every morning, the way he is constantly yelling on the phone, he is just so sexy.
He will never like me though, he's too in love with Boris. Which is why I hate Boris, even though he's my bestie for life.
Anyway, we need to find a new prime minister since Boris has gone.
"We need a new one immediately." Jeremy yells into the phone as I watch his delicate lips move.
I wanted nothing more than to jump at him and kiss him and love him.
"Oi" Jeremy yelled at me.
"So sorry" I was daydreaming again.
Suddenly a thought popped into my head.
"What if the new prime minister finds out Boris' secret.."
