Mr. president, we have a very important topic to discuss, and that is the recovery and safe return of our very own Dom. He is a precious little thing, and a gentle soul, so we do not wish him harm, but things have gotten too "serious" too quick with his new found tinder love.
At first it was cute, but little did we know the impact this particular she devil would have on the social climate of apartment 312. A tornado that shook our foundation and stripped him from our arms. He stays out late, doesn't come home, and no longer partakes in roommate activities.
We just want our Dom back, please help us. All options are on the table.
Thank you, and god bless Dom, and the U.S. of A.