(popes pov)
I woke up in a car.. not my limo. A dude in the front seat.. is that.. no it can't be!
Nickvideos, driving me?!? Wait- lance too?? They're holding hands, fingers intertwined. I sat up and asked "Where are we going? Ugh.." I grabbed my head, remembering last night. The hang over is the worst part about getting drunk.
"Oh.. we're getting you to the hospital.. you look absolutely terrible; almost dead." Nick replied
"Well honey, he is 83, honey." Lance whispered with a giggle, nick slapping his shoulder.
"Not funny!!" Nick whispered back.
"Hey, could you hurry up.. i think i'm gonna.. pas-"
I passed out, i really shouldn't have gotten drunk
YOU ARE READING
Pope x Trump 😼
Romancewhen they meet.. 😼 (i also don't know why they were together so i'm gonna make up the storyline)
