Trump's Little Daughter~

An Unusual Morning...Day

5:40am.

The red numbers on the digital clock's display, along with a rather annoyed Mr. Trump, glares yet again at his resting baby mother who has not moved an inch in his attempt to wake her.

"J. Get. Up. I'm Not Gonna Tell You again!!"

"...I'm tired!" She whines, finally speaking up for the first time that morning.

"Well! What do you want me to do?!! You have to bring the girls to school!!"

She sits up and looks over at her partner sitting in the bed, glaring at her with his intense steel gray eyes that seem to shine with a beautiful metallic shimmer in the soft lamp light. She gives him a sad puppy dog eyes.

"Can you bring them in today, like you did last week? Please?"

He's brought the girls to school and picked them up for the entirety of their first week..

"No! No, J. Enough! I have to work!"

Puppy dog eyes. "I'm just really tired today. You know it's that time of the month... I'd really appreciate if yo-."

"I said NO, J! I have to get to work! What you do ALL day?! While I bust my a$$?! What do you do, besides watching the girls?! What?!"

"....."

It was a string of hash rhetorical questions that she doesn't bother to answer.. He leaves her silently staring at him as he gets up and heads into the bathroom to begin morning routine.

Instead of joining him as she normally does, J lays on her back and closes her eyes.

Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.

Time to get that motivation going so she can face the day, and those energetic hyper little Trump girls.

She's been quite tired lately. She's always tired, but recently it's been more so than usual.

She can't be depressed, right?. She hasn't been that depressed probably since her first pregnancy. After all, there's not much to complain about when you have the opportunity to marry your Soulmate who just so happens to be of extreme wealth and have two cute little girls with him...

Could it be taking care of those energetic girls the whole day for two weeks before starting their new school that made her more tired?

Or is it just because it's that time of the month...?

J then turns over and positions herself into child pose, a move that usually helps her get motivated and ready for the day.

Just then Mr. Trump comes out the bathroom, dressed in a bathrobe with his hair wet from the shower. He glares at his partner who unusually didn't join him in their shared morning rituals. In fact, he finds her STILL in bed, doing child pose of all things!

It's already after 6am. Their girls still need to get ready and be on the Upper West Side well before 8:20, especially for school breakfast.

"Are you going to get up?!"

"I'm up!"

"You're not up, J! I still find you here, lying in bed!!"

Sigh! She sits up then throws her legs over the bed as if to stand up-.

"You Know What! Forget It!!" He then exclaims.

"??" She turns to her annoyed lover, who throws his hands up in frustration, then marches over to his closet to change.

"I'LL Take the girls to school!"

"....um, thank-!"

"You know what?!!" He quickly turns around, glaring over at his small partner.