Donald Trump x Teresa May

Part 1

*Perspective of daddy donald*

You're sitting on your big as s chair in the white house (doing fuck all) when your melania comes in with her face full of botox.
"Daddy, we have to go to the land of tea and biscuits for some stuff" she says as she gives you a back massage.
You smirk and think to yourself " I'll finally see that fine piece of British ass that is teresa may in person. "
You look back at your daughter "you need to get more botox" you say with no emotion because you are satan himself. Melania sighs
"Ok then I'll book an appointment for tomorrow"
You get up and walk to your bedroom and pack for the trip ahead thinking about being able to see the woman you have had a secret crush on for 69 years.
You board the plane to the land of bad weather and people complaining, you sit down on your throne made of pure gold (bought with tax money because it needs to be spent on some thing right?) You reach down into your pockets with flakes of fake tan falling out into your seat and you dm your future wife Teresa.