Hell.

My dream last night.

(This has nothing to do with the book. )
No one's POV.

You were walking down the street, wearing your favorite birthday suit and drinking your pizza.

"Psst...hey you!" Said a thug-like voice.

You look up to spot a man wearing hood, dramatically posing like an anime character. You tried get a glimpse of his face, but failed, due to the hood's shadow casting a dramatic anime affect over his face.

You look at the male and point towards yourself..
"Who....me?"

"Yes you, fucker! You're the only one here! By the way, how in the hell are you drinking pizza?!" He snarled.

You just shrugged. You got tired of this conversation and tried to walk past the man, only to have him yell at you.

"WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?"

"Umm...to Coachella..." you responded with an attitude as if it were the most obvious think in the world.

"No you're not! I'm not done with you!!" He countered.

"I don't even know yo-"

"DO YOU KNOW WHAT I'M GONNA DO TO YOU?!"
He interrupted.

"Umm, rap-"

"DO YOU KNOW WHAT IM GONNA DO TO YOU?!"
He interrupted again, causing you to decide to remain quiet.

"....."

"I'm gonna challenge you to a battle!" The man yelled in a competitive anime character voice. Then, he proceeded to remove his hood, thus revealing his identity.

Ted Cruz.

"Um no thanks..?" You said, after 30 seconds.

"BATTLE ME!" He yelled.

"Sir, ple-"

"BATTLE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. " He screeched, causing multiple veins to pop out of his forehead.

You remain silent as he proudly whipped out a Beyblade set, as if it were a 12 inch penis.

"........You have got to be kidding me."

TO BE CONTINUED...