President of the Galaxy

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Across an ocean and a continent, in a dark room filled with the light of monitors and large screen TVs, minions tapped viciously on their keyboards, frantic at their mission and failing to secure the target. "What do you mean you've lost visual?", screamed the woman standing on the platform above their heads. She scanned monitor 1 and saw the cackling Uber driver pulling away from the forest and leaving the Evil Duo to their fate; monitor 3 showed the view above the bar where a brunette was straightening Qinghe's tie; monitor 5 showed Kiki and Jing standing in front of the wedding coordinator who was directing an usher to seat them together on the groom's sided; monitor 7 and 8 showed the empty bride and groom's rooms; monitor 10 showed a struggling Xiaozi in the back if an ambulance making its way north to the mountains; monitor 12 caught a woman in head to toe black leather make a rude gesture to Daoming Feng only to seconds later receive a high five from Mrs. Yu and monitor 26 showed a woman sitting on the piano with a cocktail scanning the room as if searching for someone as Thomas played "The Love You Want" but WHERE IS HE??? "Send up the drones," she barked and with the fear of disappointing their boss yet again, the minions sent the army of drones sitting on the roof of the venue into a circular pattern starting at the center of the roof and increasing their perimeter with each sweep. A new set of monitors flashed with the new information and as the boss surveyed the data, she walked from one screen to the next until she saw what she was looking for and tapped the monitor displaying the view from drone number 520 and with a smile and a sip of her cocktail, she whispered, "Found you."

Author's Note, 😁
You know who this is and why I had to
write this. Where would we be without the President of the Galaxy@findingdaomingsi aka @ninja_nav .

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