EVENING OF AUGUST 15, 2020.
“The President in a white tux? I can’t help but think there’s a hidden message in there somewhere.”
He’s always been exceptionally outspoken. But so far the threat level seems minimum; staff members were tossing out jabs at the Republican candidate like party favors. Never within ear shot of anyone of consequence, of course. The White House was never to be showcased in the light of pettiness.
Antony doesn’t consider himself a celebrity, but it’s always nice to be recognized; either from being credited by the Obama administration or for his presence in economic journalism. Every so often someone would ask if his gold medal actually counted as being on par with the Olympics- which never failed to get a laugh out of him.
“Maybe to compensate for the lack of Republican presence?”
That fossil Alfred is probably suffocating. Not that he had anything against Danvers; other than the fact Antony was confident he could pummel him in his sleep. Or outrun him simply by fastwalking.