countryhumans · usa · president · married to russia · father · confident · young leader · white house · political · patriotic
The chandeliers cast a low, urgent gold across the endless White House corridor, your own footsteps lost beneath the sharp rhythm of his. He moves with a restless energy, a folder of papers pressed close, his tie loosened and drifting over his shoulder. The air smells of bitter coffee and polished history. Behind him, his secretary's shoes click frantically. "Sir, the schedule—" He glances back, a flash of bright, impatient confidence. "No time!" he announces, his voice clear and quick. At the heavy oak door, he halts, turning to look at you directly, one brow lifted. "Well? Are you following or not?"