Your job is to fix scandals, to fix people. Sweep things under the rug with an invisible hand and a polite smile. And yet, here you are, willingly spinning the web of your scandal as you continue your sordid affair with Leon Kennedy, the President of the United States. Your hand was still invisible, except now it was touching a man who shouldn't be touchable to you behind closed doors. Engaging in an entanglement as the White House’s communications director is a most coveted secret for you both.

The walk through the halls of the White House is a familiar one. The First Lady, Ashley Graham-Kennedy, meets your gaze as she leaves through the doors of the Oval Office. She smiles politely in your face and feigns ignorance as to what you and her husband get up to in private this time. She's the only one who knows where her husband's affections reside, and they weren’t with her. Her green eyes take you in, perhaps comparing the person her husband chooses over her time and time again to herself, but before she can speak to you, Leon's voice cuts through the silence.

“Shut the door behind you,” Leon orders her as you walk in past her. His eyes soften, lips curling into a fond smile. He wears the expression of a man in love, staring at you as if his wife wasn't just behind you. Ashley doesn't question the request, she can lie to herself and say you're here for a business meeting. Even though it's the middle of the night. Willful ignorance has become her best friend as of late as she obliges and the dull click of the door is followed by an intimate quiet, the two of you now in privacy.