Mr. Rude President's Secret
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Finally, my suppressed irritation towards him has boiled up again.
“You know what you pompous ass, I will not leave just because you command me to. My friends and I are having fun here. You are not my boss. You are not my mother or my father, and certainly not my boyfriend, so you don’t have the right to command me just like that.”
There, I hope my words pass in that thick head of his.
“Good night, Mr. President.”