*Trump giving his speech on stage in the view of a sniper scope*

Drake: This one is for bringing Rocky back…

*Drake sighs and looks to the side*

*He thinks, although he loves Rihanna, he’s always wished for her to be happy*

Drake: I CAN’T DO IT MAN!

*A tear rolls down Drake’s cheek, but he shifts to wipe it and accidentally shoots and hits Trump*

Drake: Whoopsie Daisy!

*Trump is escorted off the stage as Drake runs away*

*Later in Trump’s apartment, knock*

Trump: Come in!

*Drake enters*

Trump: Drizzy what’s up my dog?

*Drake stands and can’t help to show his tears*

Drake: I I I couldn’t do it! It was me! I tried to kill you!

*Drake turns to cry as Trump holds Drake to comfort him*

Trump: It’s ok…

Drake: *Sniff* Y-You’re not mad?

Trump: *Sigh* You did it out of love… We were expecting this any day after Rocky got free?

Drake: You knew about it?!?!?

Trump: We considered you and your feelings…

Drake: Oh so just my feelings? Great! Who cares about Drake’s heart anyway!

Trump: JUST BECAUSE YOU LOST HER, DOESN’T MEAN YOU LOST ME!

Drake: What?

Trump: I did it to get closer to you!

Drake: What do you mean?

Trump: ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ I love you Drake!

*Drake blushes*

Drake: Y-Y-You do?

Trump: I only became President so you’d think I’m cool, and not like the others… All of this. I did it for you… and look what it got me…

*Drake steps up to Trump*

Drake: Well… I’m here now…

*Trump leans in to kiss Drake*

Drake: It was a Rocky few years…

*Drake sits on the desk as Trump lifts him*

Trump: But we got home in the end.