"Mr. Trump, right this way. " one of Trump's body guards guided him through the idiotic crowd. He was just done making his soon-to-be famous "Bing Bong" speech.
Trump only owned the most expensive cars because he was rich. I mean what else was he supposed to do, help the poor? Nah, Trump thought.
He went off to his huge mansion in his luxurious limousine. But then he decided it was time to get pizza, so he told the driver to stop at the nearest pizzeria. After that, he fell asleep. He weird ass hair flopped around in the wind wildly.
The driver stopped a little while after. "Mr. Trump, we're here." He said timidly. Donald awoke, then yelled at the driver, "Its about damn time!"
He didn't bother to fix his ostrich nest of hair when he walked into the pizzeria. He casually ordered two whole pizza pies as fangirls around him screamed and shouted.
When he sat down, he saw her.
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Bing Bong -A Donald Trump Fanfic-
Hayran KurguDonald Trump has never had a heart. Rumor has it that someone stole it when he was in his teens. Since then, he has always been a complete asshole. But everything changes when he meets a female, more straight then any other heterosexual out there...
