Chapter 7
I have such a killer headache, they were getting better and now they're getting worse and I somehow lost $50. Oh well, enough of my personal life. Also I think the poll is officially working.
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On my way back to the states the president texted me that when I returned I was to give my bags to an agent who would take them to my room and immediately report to him in the oval office. I sent back that I would see him in 12 hours, accommodating for the drive to the White House and picking up my bags from baggage claim.
I'm writing this on the plane now and afterwards I think i'll sleep again; I seem to be tired all the time. Anyhow, the meeting with Russia was interesting, he found out about the assassination and was worried about how i'm taking it. I informed him that I was fine and that the new president was taking care of everything. He seemed hesitant but accepted my answer nonetheless. I still am curious about why Russia was worried about me, he never is.
After the meeting Russia and I went out for drinks at some bar, neither of us had enough to get tipsy (thanks to our nation "powers") but I will acknowledge that Russia has some very strong vodka. No to much happened we just talked about nonsense until it was time for me to board another plane. Saying a quick goodbye we both went our separate ways and now i'm on a plane, business class as to not make trouble for my boss and spend too much.
I will write again before I go to bed after I talk to my boss but for now I will sleep.
-Time Skip-
Once I walked into the oval office I was slapped. Shocked and a little angry a thought of hitting back flashed across my mind but I quickly dismissed it, my boss surely had a reason. And I was right he did.
"What were you thinking sending out your guards when you were having a meeting with China. You endangered our people and valuable information. Next tim- no, there better not be a next time, if you ever do something that reckless again I will have you locked in a cell for however long it takes to get this through your head." The president said raising his voice to a tone not quite shouting which was more frightening than if he did.
"S-sir, China is my friends he would nev-" I responded, stumbling over my words in the beginning until I was cut off.
"We are a world superpower, we have allies and enemies. No one else. Once you start thinking there are others who are your friends is when they attack and stab you in the back. I'm just looking out for this country." He said this in a stern tone, but it seemed he was just looking out for me. I nodded my head and asked if that was all he wanted to talk to me about. Shaking his head he informed me that the other things he wanted to discuss could be talked about tomorrow for it was getting late. With that he waved me off and I went to my room.
Now i'm sitting at my desk writing this, my hands are still shaking a bit but I know that he didn't me to scare me, he was just worried. I mean what reaction could that have been other than a fathers worry, nothing, he's just looking out for me.
Anyways, it's time for me to go to bed. Goodnight my non-existent readers.
