Donald walked Ted up to his private room. Cruz followed unaware of the torture yet to be sprung upon him.
"Where are you taking me Mr. Future President?" Cruz giggled walking his fingers up Trump's chest.
"To my 'Play room'." His eyes portrayed the evil inside of his mind.
The two turned a corner and at the end of the hallway a single frosted glass door stood before them. Donald took long strides down the hallway anticipating the fun that was about to ensue.
Ted pulled on Trump's tie loosening it slightly. Donald unlocked the door and walked Ted in front of him into the room.
It was dark but it felt elegant,
As Donald turned on the lights Ted's eyes adjusted to the shimmering black tile covering the floor. He seemed horrified as he realized what was in the room.
Donald on the other hand was delighted.
The shimmer of the silver medical instruments gleamed against the dark background of the grey walls. Ted's eyes begged for mercy as he pieced together what was happening. Flashes of different tools in the room ran through his mind as if he'd seen them before, and secretly he felt as though he had.
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Truz Love (Hiatus.)
FanfictionDisclaimer: I have little to no actual knowledge about these candidates. This is made purely out of boredom and the inspiration the cover photo gave me.
