Madam President (Kamala Harris x female reader)

Gayla 🎀

(y/n): your name
Italics: your thoughts
And big letters are for me! (author note)

Feel free to gay panic in the comments (hey Monica) cuz if I'm going down I'm not going alone lmaooo <3

You're a student trying to figure out what to do with your life. You're interested in art but you don't know where to direct to after a few years of studies so you're on a break. Your uncle is himself an artist and he knows a lot of important people. Tonight he's hosting a charity event for several associations helping people, animals, students... and he requested your help with the event. Indeed you're a pretty eloquent and charming woman. Plus you're interest in art history makes you the perfect candidate to greet and educate people. A few days ago, you selected a very fancy dress for the occasion and you're getting ready hours before the event, rehearsing your introduction with your friend. They're currently helping you with your hair as you learn the paintings info on your phone. "From the Renaissance, blah blah blah... price is 20 000$ damn they didn't hold back with it!" Your friend Sasha laughs, glancing at your phone curiously. "It's some valuable shit after all, only rich people will be here right? It may be time to find a wealthy girl (y/n)." They tease you with a small tug at a piece of your hair. "Hey! You're actually right, I'll be on the lookout for a hot sugar mommy."
You reply playfully as they laugh. "That's the spirit! I'll cheer you up from backstage."

Indeed Sasha will be here too, only they're taking care of the hidden organization and the smooth running of the evening. After a little while, you're both ready and slide in your outfits. You put on the expensive dress clinging to your skin and accentuating your figure and think to yourself you're looking too great to not flirt, even if it's not your main purpose tonight. You join the huge room that will welcome the gala and your eyes light up as you see the paintings and different art projects you studied. Sasha says good luck to you and leaves to go prepare as you introduce yourself to the others people who will greet the guests. You're in the middle of a conversation when you suddenly feel an arm around your shoulder. You turn, ready to start a fight, but notice it's your uncle so you just smile brightly at him. "My god uncle! I was about to throw a punch!" He laughs and pats your shoulder as he pulls away. "Guess I got lucky then! Wouldn't want a black eye right before the event!" He looks at you and nods his head in acknowledgment. "You look amazing! I was right to ask you to come tonight, and thank you for accepting by the way. It's a bit cliché but we need charming women for that kind of event."

"I see your point. But as you said I'm also here to meet influential people in the domain I'm interested in so thanks to you for that opportunity as well!" He agrees and squeezes your shoulder again. "Exactly, enjoy it to make connections. You might meet some interesting people tonight! Anyway I have to go now, the first guests are about to arrive." You nod and watch him go, your uncle is a very bright and funny human being and it's always pleasant to see him. You repeat everything you know in your mind before the first people arrive at the event. You join the entrance to greet the first guests and start talking to some of them to explain them about the art and associations. After a while, already a lot of pieces are bought and you talked to a lot of artists and patrons until you notice some commotion at the entrance. You look and notice several bodyguards, thinking to yourself it must be someone very important. "You'll never believe who it is (y/n)!" You recognize Sasha's voice and glance at them, they have a classy black outfit with headphones to probably stay linked with the other people here. "And I bet you know already, shoot, who is it?" You ask as you look back and finally see the crowd parting a little.