Election aftermath...

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Schlatt POV

That night after the election I had won and after I announced Wilbur and Tommy to be exiled, I started regretting my decisions over and over again and thinking, was there something else I could have done...I don't get why I have this feeling in my chest but, I miss seeing Wilburs face and how he smiled and how he laughed and- "Mr. President ..?"

I had opened my eyes and realized I was in my office with a drink on my desk and a lot of fucking paperwork and Tubbo was standing there holding the file I had wanted of Wilbur for some fucking reason.. "Here's your file you asked about...Wilbur.." I had gotten up from my chair and walked over, taking the file from the small boy and said grumbling "Thanks Tubbo..."

Tubbo had left right after like he was running away in fear which didn't seem too suprising to me since I could easily beat the shit out of him or have him very much punished since I'm the president. But, I wasn't going to ever do that. I had slumped down back in my chair and decided to look through the files of Wil...I looked through them and it looked fine until noticed it said with bolded words "Mental Disorder: Psychosis" (this means Intense stress). I stood there a bit shocked with this note, meaning with a lot of stress it could make Wilbur go insane..

I decided not to think about it and walked out of my office and to the kitchen for my drugs. I had taken out a big bottle of whiskey and a shot glass. An hour later, I had taken at least 6 shot glasses of whiskey before I felt real dizzy and thoughts of Wilbur had decided to flush in my head and I felt my face heat up with a deep red blush. I had walked out of the White House nearly falling over my own feet several times and was walking by the lake and had noticed something I hadn't noticed before...a tunnel...

To be continued...

If your reading, this is all just for fun and I don't ship them in real life only in the characters!

Word count: 377

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