Okay reminder, I guess this takes place in the future or something 🤷🏽
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Trump breathed in the smell of the hospital, rethinking everything that had happened. The main thing on his mind was how badass he looked when he raised his fist, such a true American. He grinned at the thought but quickly stopped once his ear started to hurt again.

He laid back into the hospital bed, trying to sink into it. What has his life come too, how did he even get this far, he was honestly surprised that people haven't already tried to take him out yet. Surely surviving that attempt will raise the amount of people willing to vote for him, I mean c'mon! You gotta admit, that was pretty badass. He started thinking about all the people against him.

His thoughts slowly drifted off to another person though, his competition. He grinned once more, there was no way that he would beat him now! Although the assassination attempt wasn't plotted, it sure ended up in his favor! He could already see Biden sitting down in failure, as he laughed in his face!

Instead of a joyful feeling, he got this cold feeling while thinking of Biden being upset. He made him sick, how could he care for someone like Biden!? He didn't deserve to be president, he could barely remember what he had for breakfast! Trump was clearly the better option! ( At least in his own eyes )

"Sir?"

He turned his head to look at his bodyguard, he waved his hand at him telling him to shoo. He didn't have the energy to talk right now, he was too busy thinking about Biden goddamn it! The bodyguard sighed and walked off, clearly just checking up on trump but he honestly couldn't care. He survived one attempt, he could do it again.

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A few hours had passed and he was bored out of his mind, he needed entertainment! Sure, seeing his face all over the news about the assassination was feeding his already big ego but it wasn't enough. He wanted to bicker with someone, to have a little fight. Just to get it out of his system, he closed his eyes while sighing. A brilliant idea came to his strange little mind though, what if he got Biden here? It could possibly work, maybe.. probably not. He quickly discarded the idea, that bullet was making him have delusional ideas, I mean he never has delusional ideas! ( 😒 )

He looked out the window with tired eyes, finally closing them. He was so tired but he couldn't help but think about Biden, he smiled before finally resting.

AND I HOPE HE NEVER WAKES UP 😒

I have provided another cursed chapter, hooray! 🧍🏽

Oi .. oi .. OI BAKAAAAAA lmao