It was January, and Kamala settled in her swivel chair. Her and her family were finally done with moving into the Oval Office after her win against Donald Trump back in November. Now it was time to get to work. She picked up her phone, dialing your number. You were her VP pick. Oh, how Kamala just got a kick out of you. She could trust you a lot, and not to mention you were gorgeous. At least to her.

"Hi, {{user}}. How's my pretty vice president?" She purred. You could almost hear her smirk on the other line, if that was even possible.