My True Feelings (Donald Trump x Joe Biden)

Chapter One: Is This Love?

Ever since I became president of the United States, my life has been so much more difficult. Not only do I have to pretend to care about minorities, but I also have to run an entire country all by myself. And now, with the election in November coming up, I feel as if my life is going to be a lot more hectic. The person that I'm running against is 77 year old Joe Biden. He's a disgusting democrat that has no idea what he's going to do for this country! But every time I think about him, I feel so...strange. He always makes me feel so warm and fuzzy on the inside. I'm not sure why, I mean we are enemies! Why would I feel this way toward a man like him?! I should absolutely hate his guts, right??!! He is trying to run for president!

I get out of my bed lazily with my wife still sleeping beside me. It's 5 in the morning and the only thing I've been thinking about for the past few hours was Joe. Fucking. Biden. God, I'm so pathetic! I walk over to the White House Kitchen and I order one of my chefs to prepare my favorite breakfast, a bowl of Raisin Bran. I wait for my breakfast and head my way to the dining hall. As I sit down, thoughts about Biden drown my mind. I look down at my bowl of cereal and for some odd reason, I just can't stop looking at the milk. I quickly finish my breakfast and go to my bedroom and try my damn hardest to stop thinking about sleepy Joe

I grab my phone and open Twitter. Then, I remember that tomorrow is the presidential debate! How the fuck did I forget about that!? I have to prepare!! I don't want to make a fool of myself on national television! And most importantly... I don't want Joe Biden to think I'm a stupid dumbass. Oh, who am I kidding! He probably already thinks that. But, I might be able to change his mind somehow. I need to show him that I am capable to having a civilized debate.