Nika-TheCTL

You watched as he threw his folder in the air for the seventh time in the past fifteen minutes. You held the bridge of your nose and got on your knees to pick up the papers that flew out of it for the seventh time. It was embarrassing enough that your knees were showing, much less your Prime Minister was acting like a child at the White House. "So tell me again why I have to wear this," you asked, indicating to the skirt HE forced you to wear. The brown haired Time Lord gave you a huge grin and patted your head. "Oh  (f/n), my dear (f/n). In order for us to rule the world of course!" You raised your eyebrow and pulled at the short business