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"Is that all?" Melania asked her "husband". "Yes," replied Trump, "You can leave now. Please."
Melania left, and met Kamala outside. They joined hands and lesbianly skipped together through the White House.
Just as Trump thought he was alone, he heard a knock on the door. "Who is it?" The door opened and there appeared Bill. "It's me, Donnie."
Trump started blushing furiously, turning even more orange than he was, resembling a Cheeto puff. "W-what is it, B-bill-senpai~?"
"Don't you dare talk to me like that, Donald, not after what you did to me." Trump frowned. "What do you mean, Senpai?"
"You know what you did. You were practically giggling like a small child when you were with Mamdani earlier."
"N-no I wasn't," Trump tried to deny it, running his finger through the gray wrinkles on his face, the ones he was oh so familiar with. But he couldn't lie to Bill.
"Don't try to deny it." Trump looked away. "Yes, b-b-b-b-but it meant nothing to me! I-I was thinking of y-you the whole time, Senpai!"
He moved closer to Bill, his orange skin touching his. "None of these other men matter to me, only you do." He grabbed him and kissed his old, dry, flabby lips, passionately, and Bill returned it.
Bill was also turning red. "Bend over for Senpai," he ordered Trump, and he obliged like a good boy. Bill pulled out his loose wrinkly dih and then they did say gex. "my big beautiful bill" trump moaned.
They were both lying down on the floor, holding each other. Suddenly, Bill got up.
"No," he said. "I won't take this anymore."
"S-senpai", Trump started, but Bill interrupted.
"You've done this too many times. First it was Kim, then Joe, then Elon, and now? And every time, the same excuses. No, I'm leaving you. Good-bye, Donnie." He gave him one final kiss before walking out.
"Wait! No!" Trump orangely called out to him, but it was too late.