lets imagine they are sugoi wittle yaoi bois uwu!!! (/j i did this as a joke this is going to sound like a 2013 fic and you all have to suffer.)
Joe sits at his desk, pacing back and forth. Today's the day. You know, the day.
He's either gonna win it, or lose him.
He thinks about this for a moment. Lose... him?
Don's always been about the on and off life, but Joe didn't think it'd get this far. The last couple debates.... no doubt there.
They were heated.
Don spitting hatred at Joe, and Joe...
He regrets saying that to him.
"Will you shut up man?!"
Don didn't get it, and Joe doesn't blame him. He shouldn't have said that, he shouldn't have ruined their relationship with his stupid, stupid words.
Jill comforted him at least. She smiled when the debate ended, hugging him, and giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"It's okay," she assured. "It's just the heat of the moment."
Joe nodded, eyes brimming with tears.
He remembers her words, looking at the election map.
He's losing in swing states. His heart races as he sees over and over Texas flip from red to blue, red to blue. He's getting dizzy, and Kamala walks over, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"It's alright, Joe."
"I don't think it is, Kamala," Joe responds. "But, I appreciate it."
