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A.Ham created groupchat "The Freshest Freshmen"

A.Ham added turtles, PEGGY☆, mjpyrgmlf, BRAHHBRAHH, Helpless, NeverSatisfied, TJeff, JMads, RedDress, Theodosia and A.Burr to The Freshest Freshmen

A.Ham: hello?

PEGGY☆: Hammy for the love of God it is three in the morning gO TO SLEPP!!

A.Ham: "slepp" lmao

              Also why are you awake then??

PEGGY☆: because you fucking wOKE ME UP

Helpless: EVERYONE STFU OMG

A.Ham: dam liza u good?

Helpless: no because you WOKE ME UP!!

PEGGY☆: lmao u ded ded

TJeff: What the fuck??? Is this??? 

           @A.Ham why am I here????? 

A.Ham: because ure also in college? And a freshman?? It'll be easier to do this if all us if we use this gc to communicate

TJeff: ok, school gc, great but why the FUCK did you decide 3 AM was a good time???????

          Also who the fuck is Peggy??? They're not a freshman????

A.Ham: she's here bc she's the best and I love her and fuck you

TJeff: Ok who even are you????

Helpless: NO.

PEGGY☆: not the all caps and full stop lmaoo y'all dead

Helpless: introductions in the MORNING.

A.Ham: ok ok!!!

TJeff: damn aight

                  TJeff left the conversation

Helpless: good night Alexander.

                Helpless left the conversation

                PEGGY☆ left the conversation

A.Ham: ok wow just leave me like that

               so we're really doing this???

               well damn 

                A.Ham left the conversation

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turtles: js woke up wtf is this bro

mjpyrgmlf: you woke up at 10?

turtles: don't fucking judge me

mjpyrgmlf: ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

TJeff: wait so none of you woke to the sound of the notifications of the chat?

turtles: no I sleep with my phone on silent like a normal fucking human being

JMads: I woke up to the sound 🧍🏿‍♂️

A.Ham: you shouldve joined us lmao

JMads: I would rather jump off a cliff

A.Burr: *should've 

A.Ham: oh fuck off burr 

A.Burr: Nice to talk to you too.

BRAHHBRAHH: Wow just joined looks like a lot happened

mjpyrgmlf: @A.Ham Alex

A.Ham: what's up

mjpyrgmlf: did you finally get to sleep?

A.Burr: Yeah, good question. Did you, Alex?

              Alex?

              Hello?

turtles: Alex?

             Alex?

             fucks sake

            @Helpless

Helpless: Alex?

                 Alex.

A.Ham: ...yes ma'am

Helpless: answer the question 

                  Alexander I swear to god

A.Ham: I did! I did!! I swear

BRAHHBRAHH: 🤨

A.Ham: OK YKW INTRODUCTIONS!!!!! 

PEGGY⁠☆: ok now you got my interest 

A.Ham: you were here the whole time??

PEGGY☆: duh I was just watching this trainwreck of a convo lol don't think ur off the hook tho I will beat your ass if you don't go to sleep tonight

A.Ham: yes ma'am o7

               ok so introductions 

              ok so my name is Alexander Hamilton 18 he/him double majoring political science and law minor in journalism

turtles: damn

A.Ham: pardon me??

turtles: no like I'm lowkey impressed

             scratch that highkey impressed 

A.Ham: oh

               well thank you

PEGGY☆: MY TURN MY TURN

                 ok so my name is Margarita but I don't like it so just call me Peggy or Meggy, I'm abt to start my senior year in hs and I like pjsk and Lin-Manuel Miranda :D

NeverSatisfied: She wouldn't shut up abt that musical for weeks bro she still sings its lyrics all the time :)

Helpless: Angie you're here!

NeverSatisfied: Hullo Eliza

A.Ham: Angie!! Introduce urself!!!

NeverSatisfied: My name is Angelica, 19, I'm a sophomore and I'm majoring in Political Science 

TJeff: wait she just said she's a sophomore????

BRAHHBRAHH: shut up Angelica's here because we love her 

NeverSatisfied: thank you herc <3

TJeff: ok wow 

Helpless: ok everyone, my name is Eliza, and I'm 18, majoring in psychology and I love to bake!

mjpyrgmlf: her cookies are truly heaven on earth 

A.Ham: rt

PEGGY⁠☆: rt

NeverSatisfied: rt

BRAHHBRAHH: rt

turtles: rt

Helpless: @RedDress @Theodosia @JMads none of you have said anything yet

                Would you like to have a go?

RedDress: hi my name is Maria pronounced Mariah as in Mariah Carey I'm 18 yrs old  and I'm studying to be a social worker

A.Ham: that's a really good career choice good on you 

RedDress: thank you :)

A.Ham: :) 

Helpless: you seem like a really nice person Mariah

RedDress: thank you

Theodosia: Hello! My name is Theodosia, I'm 18 years old and I haven't quite decided on my major yet but I'm excited to find out and get to know you guys! :)

PEGGY☆: lovely meeting you Theo :)

                  can I call you Theo?

Theodosia: Yeah of course, feel free!

JMads: my name is James Madison, I'm 18 and I'm majoring in Political science

RedDress: ok I don't mean to sound rude but @mjpyrgmlf what's like the um... Reasoning behind your name? 

mjpyrgmlf: oh! 

                     well you see, ma amie, it is the 

                     what you say?

                   "short form" of my name

                    my real name is Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier de La Fayette, Marquis de La Fayette, but please just call me Lafayette, or Laf. While we're on the subject, I'm 18, I haven't decided a major yet, and am currently in France, for my vacations.

TJeff: you're french?

mjpyrgmlf: oui! Are you?

TJeff: no but I speak it

A.Ham: don't flatter yourself Jefferson I speak it too

TJeff: 🖕

A.Ham: who the fuck uses emojis to tell ppl to fuck off?????

A.Burr: Have we just completely abandoned the introductions? There are still people left.

Helpless: absolutely right burr

                 why don't you introduce yourself to get back on track?

A.Burr: My name is Aaron Burr, I am 18 years old and am majoring in Political Science.

turtles: my name is John Laurens, I'm 18 and I'm majoring in psychology as well!

Helpless: oh wow! Maybe we could help each other out!

turtles: maybe :D

BRAHHBRAHH: I am Hercules Mulligan (one word about the movie and I'll dropkick you so hard you'll be saying hello to Lafayette in France) and I'm majoring in something fashion related, haven't decided what yet( a word about that and you'll be saying hello to Laf twice)

TJeff: wow

          so I'm Thomas Jefferson, I'm 18 and am also majoring in Political Science!

Helpless: ok, is that everyone?

A.Ham: yep

Helpless: great so I think since we're all freshmen(except for my sisters lmao) I think we should organise get togethers to get to know each other

A.Ham: good idea, but let's let Laf come back before we do anything

Helpless: ofc

                ok bye everybody!

Peggy☆: baiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!

Theodosia: Bye!

A.Burr: Goodbye.

BRAHHBRAHH: bye!!

turtles: byeeee!!

NeverSatisfied: bye!

mjpyrgmlf: bye bye!

A.Ham: Bye!!!

JMads: bye

RedDress: bye!

TJeff: ...

TJeff: bye

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26 Jul (Tue)

08:03 

mjpyrgmlf: good news mes amis! I am to return to America this week!

Helpless: that sounds wonderful! Should we start planning a get together?

A.Ham: when u returning laf?

mjpyrgmlf: I think tomorrow 

A.Ham: you think????

mjpyrgmlf: ok so I'm coming back tomorrow

TJeff: why didn't you tell me??? :(( 

A.Ham: shut the fuck up Jefferson

TJeff: what the fuck is wrong with you 

A.Ham: sleep deprivation chronic insomnia depression anxiety the list just goes on honestly

A.Burr: Did you sleep last night, Alexander?

A.Ham: khjaibdekan- sOrRy I cAnT hEaR yOu 

Helpless: ALEXANDER

A.Ham: I'm fine Eliza I still have work to do

Peggy☆: I'm omw to ur house @A.Ham

A.Ham: wow I am suddenly very sleepy gn everyone

TJeff: what abt the get together?

           hello?

           anyone?

           ok

17:56

A.Ham: ok I'm done w my nap can I get back to work now 

Helpless: No.

turtles: you slept like a rock lmfao

              I have a pic

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Peggy☆: awwww look at him!! So cute that's our Alex right there

TJeff: new blackmail material acquired lmao

A.Ham: @TJeff don't you fucking dare

NeverSatisfied: I don't think I've seen him sleep in like a week 

TJeff: ok that's actually kind of concerning

A.Ham: I hope you choke on your own spit

TJeff: I wasn't even being mean wtf

A.Ham: implying I am not a fully functional human being isn't mean??

A.Burr: No it isn't, it is the truth.

A.Ham: oh fuck off Burr

turtles: cmon Alex you really need to get your shit together 

A.Ham: ok so what about the get together

Helpless: Alexander

A.Ham: 🖕

TJeff: "who the fuck uses emojis to tell ppl to fuck off?????"

NeverSatisfied: Alexander!!

A.Ham: ok I'm genuinely so sorry Betsey

               I'll buy you boba

Helpless: forgiven

Peggy☆: Hey I want boba too! 

                 ykw Angelica's coming too I'm getting us all                   boba

A.Ham: you don't have to do that Pegs

Peggy☆: stfu <3

A.Ham: <3

TJeff: ...get together?

Helpless: oh yeah

                  Ok so laf's coming back tomorrow so    

                   Is Friday good for everyone?

A.Ham: yep

turtles: yup

NeverSatisfied: yes I'm free

Peggy☆: yeeeeeeeessssss

TJeff: yeah ok

A.Burr: I'll be able to make it.

JMads: yeah I'm free

RedDress: I'll be there

Helpless: what abt herc and laff? And theo?

turtles: lemme ask herc and laff hold on

              yeah they're down

A.Burr: I'll ask Theo, hold on.

              She says she's free.

Helpless: perfect! 

                 Now we just need a place to meet

RedDress: I work at a cafe nearby

                   We could go there?

Helpless: sounds perfect! 

                  Just add the location in here

RedDress:[addressorsmthidk.com(?)]

Helpless: if anyone has anything against the

                location please put your input in by 

                Thursday at latest!

                Thank you!

                Bye!

RedDress: bye!

Peggy⁠☆: baiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!

A.Ham: byeeeee

turtles: byee!!

NeverSatisfied: bye! 

JMads: bye

A.Burr: Bye!

TJeffs: bye

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28 Jul (Fri)

11:43

Helpless: is everyone on the way

RedDress: literally alr there lmao

A.Ham: omw w herc, laf and Johnathan 

TJeff: why would you use abbreviations, short forms for names and no caps lock to save time only to spend all that time writing "Johnathan"?

A.Ham: first of all, who said it was to save time? I do it to annoy Johnson

              Second of all, kys

turtles: that's not my fucking name goddamit Alex 

JMads: omw with Thomas 

Helpless: @A.Burr?

A.Burr: I'm on the way with Theodosia.

Helpless: great I'm with Angie and pegs we'll be there in 10

A.Ham: we'll be there in 20

JMads: 40

A.Burr: I don't know, actually.

RedDress: 😶

Helpless: ok I'll see y'all in a bit!

A.Ham: "y'all" 

PEGGY☆: the southern got to her lmfao

A.Ham: y'all 

PEGGY☆: all y'all

A.Ham: ya'll'll

TJeff: don't make fun of the south like that 

PEGGY☆: 🤭🎀

Helpless: Peggy

PEGGY☆: ok I'm sorry

Helpless: ok good

                 See all of you in a bit?

PEGGY☆: 😶

A.Ham: see you :))

turtles: ^

RedDress: can't wait to finally meet y'all!

A.Burr: I have to say, I agree.

JMads: it'll be nice to see who I'll be dealing with for the next 4 years

Helpless: see you!

                 <3

A.Ham: <3

PEGGY☆: <3

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Maria watched as the Schuyler Sisters entered the cafe. They were so easily recognisable, with their faces on every paper and their name on every donation. But even independently, each of the girls exuded their own aura of authority. Heads turned to greet the sisters, and Eliza and Peggy flashed smiles at the awe-struck faces.

Angelica, however, made her way straight to Maria.

Maria smiled and greeted the sisters, and was met with waves from Eliza and Peggy.

"Hello," Angelica was the one to initiate conversation. "You're Maria, aren't you?"

"That's me"

"Great! Eliza was stalking you on insta, that's how we knew," said Peggy.

"Peggy!!"

"What? I'm telling the truth,"

Peggy looked back at Maria, bored expression on her face.

"Sorry about that, Eliza takes attacks on her 'goody two shoes' rep personally," she said. 

"So. Ya think you can whip me up an iced mocha?"

"You bet."

...

As Eliza and Angelica ordered their own drinks, Eliza observed her sister and wished, not for the first time, that Angelica would relax, just a bit.

Angelica stayed silent the whole time, and Eliza could see her sister sizing Maria up. It made her internally cringe. 

Oh well. Must be the consequences of being the oldest of the Schuyler children.

Maria was taking the whole thing quite well though. Even as Angelica glared at her with that piercing Schuyler Sisters™ glare, Maria kept a smile on her face and made pleasant conversation, mostly just about little things. Their majors, why they chose them, their favourite animals, foods, plants, flowers, colours, things people would brand as "meaningless".

 Eliza would argue they mean everything when getting to know a person.

Almost exactly ten minutes later, The Rev Set arrived.

Peggy jumped up to meet them, gave all of them a hug, and promptly dragged them to the counter to introduce them to Maria.

"'Liza!" Herc, too big for Peggy to drag, walked up to her and gave her a hug.

"Herc! What a surprise!"

"What do you mean?" Alex asked, coming over to join them, clearly confused. "We came when we said we would?"

"Exactly. I expected you guys to be at least 30 minutes late."

Alex rolled his eyes and dragged Hercules away towards Maria.

("You have to sit down and talk to her! She knows how to sew!"

"She knows how to what?")

Laf came over with John.

"Ma amie", he said, smiling.

"Laf! Good to see you again! How was vacation?"

"Ohh it was the best! Wait til everyone arrives, I will tell you all about it!"

"Does anyone want anything to drink? Or eat?" Maria asked from the counter.

"Can I get a latte?" Lafayette asked.

"Ooh, me too!" John said from his seat at the table.

"Americano, please," Herc added.

"Espresso for me," Alex added.

"Two lattes, one americano, and one espresso?" Maria repeated.

"Yep"

"Ok," she typed something into the computer and got to work.

...

By the time Maria got the RevSet their coffee. James Madison, Thomas Jefferson, Aaron Burr and Theodosia were standing at the door.

They found their way to the table and asked for their respective drinks. Once Maria was done with their drinks, she clocked out, put her apron back and joined the group at the table. 

"I noticed you guys don't store any soda," Madison said, from his corner. "May I ask why?

"Oh," Maria said, "Yeah, so, the owner of the company is very against the genocide in Palestine, and so we're boycotting. Honestly, I'm glad. I started boycotting myself a while ago"

Madison nodded and sipped his drink. Alex and John beamed at her.

They spent a good few hours at the cafe, just talking. Lafayette told them all about his vacation, Peggy told them about all the gossip in her school, Angelica told them embarrassing stories about Eliza and Peggy, and even Alex. Speaking of which, Alex and Thomas got into a heated debate on whether coffee was better than tea, which ended in both of them being soaked with the other's drink. 

That was when everyone decided it was time to head home.

By the end of the day, Maria was satisfied in thinking that she had, at the very least, made a few new friends.

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Pegs <33

29 Jul (Sat)

10:03

Pegs <33: yo Hammy

To: Pegs <33: wsg

Pegs <33: I wanna go shopping

To: Pegs <33: o...k?

Pegs <33: come w me 🥺🥺🥺

To: Pegs <33: finee

Pegs <33: yay!!!

                   tysm <3

To: Pegs <33: you're paying tho

Pegs <33: funny you think you're gonna pay when we go out 

                   ever

To: Pegs <33: even if I make like a bajilion dollars?

Pegs <33: yup

                  also

                  why didn't you add the others to the gc?

To: Pegs <33: ??

Pegs <33: yk the other freshmen

To: Pegs <33: Samuel Seabury? Charles Lee? King?? James fucking Reynolds? I'd rather kms

Pegs <33: ok yeah that was a pretty dumb thing to ask

                  don't kys tho

To: Pegs <33: no comment

Pegs <33: ALEXANDER HAMILTON

To: Pegs <33: jk lmao

Pegs <33: fuck you

To: Pegs <33: see you in ten?

Pegs <33: ...

To: Pegs <33: love you too Megs <33

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The Freshest Freshmen 

30 Jul (Sun)

7:38 

mjpyrgmlf: MES AMIS MES AMIS

A.Ham: holy shit what's got you riled up???

mjpyrgmlf: I HAVE NEWS

JMads: it's 7 fucking am you better have a good fucking reason for this

mjpyrgmlf: I HAVE THE DORM ARRANGEMENTS 

Helpless: WHAT

RedDress: how????

A.Burr: What?

A.Ham: I beg your fucking pardon???????

BRAHHBRAHH: oooooh tell us laf!!!!!

turtles: wait but how??

              we don't get until next week???

mjpyrgmlf: I just came back from vacay in France my dates and all haven't been changed yet

                    Prof. Washington was going to send so I had time to adjust or smth 

BRAHHBRAHH: never, ever, ever say "vacay" again

mjpyrgmlf: ok

A.Ham: must pay to be Washington's favourite huh

TJeff: you're one to talk 

A.Ham: stfu

Helpless: tell us laf!!!

mjpyrgmlf: let me attach the file

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A.Ham: are you fucking kidding me 

               I'm going to kms

TJeff: right behind you

A.Ham: ew no get away from me

Helpless: hey at least I got a good partner!!

RedDress: ty 🥺

                    Can't wait to dorm w u I bet ure an amazing dormmate

Helpless: <3

Theodosia: who's Dolley?

JMads: my gf <3

              Speaking of which @A.Ham why didn't u add her here??

A.Ham: I wanted to but I didn't have her no. 

               Can u add her?

             JMads added No.1MitskiFan

PEGGY⁠☆: no way ure into mitski?????

No.1MitskiFan: yesssss!!!

PEGGY⁠☆: no way do u like chappell roan too???????

No.1MitskiFan: YESSSSS

PEGGY⁠☆: YESSSYSYSYEEYSYYAYAYAYY

NeverSatisfied: peggy chill

                            @No.1MitskiFan would you like to introduce yourself?

No.1MitskiFan: hi my name is dolley, I'm 18, undecided major and I like mitski, chappell roan, Lana del Rey, laufey and emei

PEGGY⁠☆: Lana Del Rey??? Laufey???? EMEI????? my girl 

RedDress: no fucking way

                   You like Lana del Rey?????????

Helpless: you like chappell????????? 

Theodosia: you like laufey??????????????????

A.Ham: @Theodosia you like laufey?????

Theodosia: yess!!!!

PEGGY☆: ^^^

RedDress: ^^^^

Helpless:^^^

No.1MitskiFan: ^^^^

NeverSatisfied: ok girls, and Alex, looks like we're gonna have to organise a girls only party 

A.Ham: and Alex

NeverSatisfied: and Alex

TJeff: no fair I like those singers too

NeverSatisfied: looks like we're gonna add Tommy boy over here too

TJeff: wait no

A.Ham: NO.

NeverSatisfied: YES.

TJeff: my name isn't "Tommy"????

turtles: LMAOOO this is gonna be fucking hilarious 

BRAHHBRAHH: @NeverSatisfied  you better send us a tape

NeverSatisfied: you fucking bet

TJeff: I don't consent to this!!!!!

PEGGY☆: It's too late Tommy boy

                You have no choice

TJeff: ok so we're gonna act like that wasn't ominous at all 

           ALSO MY NAME ISNT TOMMY

BRAHHBRAHH: are you sure Tommy boy 

turtles: poor thing forgot his own name

TJeff: THATS NOT MY NAME 

A.Ham: Tommy Boy 

mjpyrgmlf: awww how cute little Tommy is getting confused

TJeff: NOT YOU TOO LAF

PEGGY ⁠☆: cmon Tommy Boy js accept your fate ಡ⁠ ͜⁠ ⁠ʖ⁠ ⁠ಡ

TJeff: WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT EMOJI????

           AMOGUS???????

A.Burr: I can't believe you all.

TJeff: FUCKJNG FINALLY

A.Burr: To mock Jefferson for his name is a new low.

TJeff: thank you!!!!!

A.Burr: There is nothing wrong with the name "Tommy".

TJeff: ...

                    TJeff left the conversation

       A.Ham added TJeff to the conversation

A.Ham: not yet

              We've still got a long way to go Tommy Boy

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Alex put down his phone and sighed.

"So it's official?" Lafayette asked from across him, grinning.

"Yup. I'm officially going to have to spend a day with Thomas fucking Jefferson and 6 whole girls,"

"It's not that bad," John piped in from next to him, "at least Jefferson seemingly has good taste"

"Seemingly? Chappell Roan is the fucking goat of gay music!"

"See, I agree," Hercules cut in, "I don't listen to her religiously, like you, but HOT TO GO is a fucking bop"

"No I do like Chappell, i was just saying like as in what if he listens to Chappell, but also listens to Drake and something"

Alex considered that for a moment.

"Could be"

"Don't you guys see what this means?" Laf asked, but Alex had a feeling the question was rhetorical.

"What?" John asked, rolling his eyes.

"We need to give our petit lion here a makeover!!"

"I beg your fucking pardon??"

"Yeah! I can do your makeup, Hercules can pick your clothes, and," he added with a malicious grin, "John can do your hair"

Alex looked at Lafayette with a scandalised expression. 

"Fuck no! I'm not letting John near my hair with a ten foot pole!"

At that, John gave him an over-exaggerated pout and said, "You don't trust me?"

"No, I do, but–"

"Then let me style your hair."

"Dude–"

"I knew it! You don't trust me!"

"I do–"

"Then you'll let me style your hair," John said, with a tone of finality.

Alex groaned and leaned his head back whole Herc giggled and scrolled through his pictures.

"He'll look amazing in this, won't he, Laf?"

"Fucking stellar."

"If any of you dress me up like a fucking toddler in toddler fuckin' pigtails and fuckin Elsa pajamas, I will commit homicide"

"No you won't, you love us too much" John pointed out, grinning.

"Unfortunately"

His response was three whole bodies piling on top of him like they were fucking sumo wrestling.

But no matter how much said otherwise, lying on the dirt-covered floor of a local coffee shop wasnt as bad as he made it out to be.

[At all]

                                        —

And that was how, on a fucking monday, he ended up on the floor of Laf's bathroom, with John sitting on the counter, swinging his legs, and Herc sifting through a pile of clothes he'd gotten from his store (seriously, how the fuck did he fit that many clothes in a fucking tote bag??).

"Do green," John said from the counter, munching on cheetos.

"Hm," was all Laf had to say. Alex wasn't surprised– Laf always became laser-focused when it came to makeup. He wondered if Laf had even heard what John had said.

But apparently he had, because when Alex got up to look at himself in the mirror his eyes were covered in emerald green eyeshadow. 

Laf stood back, smirking. 

"How do you feel?"

"I feel... bonita"

At that, Herc burst out laughing, and John rolled his eyes.

"What the fuck are you even doing here?" Alex asked Herc, "don't you have your job at that shop?"

"I switched to night shift," Herc answered, "college and all, remember?"

"Then when the fuck are you gonna sleep?"

"In between. I have a good... 3 hours? Before my shift starts, that is"

"That's not nearly enough"

"Relax, I get my eight hours just fine"

Alex let out a scoff, "Im trusting you on this"

Herc smiled.

"Don't you worry about me"

                                      ——

Well fuck.

Looks like Thomas was going to have to spend the whole day with Alexander Fucking Hamilton and 6 other girls out of which he knew only two.

Thomas was seriously starting to consider breaking a bone to get out of this when a text from James pulled him out of his thoughts.

Jemmy <33

Jul 31(Mon)

8:06

Jemmy <33: hello?

To: Jemmy <33: what's wrong?

Jemmy <33: I think I should be the one asking that 

                      I hear that you're officially going to the party?

To: Jemmy <33: first of all: it's not even a party?

                              Second of all

                              Who the fuck told you?

Jemmy <33: Lafayette, duh

To: Jemmy <33: why would you type the whole thing out

Jemmy <33: auto fucking correct

To: Jemmy <33: that's nice

                              But yeah

                              fml

Jemmy <33: cmon it won't be that bad

                       Angelica's going isn't she?

To: Jemmy <33: it's at her fucking house

Jemmy <33: and yk Dolley

                        And you've alr met Eliza and Mariah and Theodosia 

To: Jemmy <33: And Peggy

Jemmy <33: And Peggy

                        So the only person there that you won't like is hamilton

                       But hey at least you won't be bored

To: Jemmy <33: I'm sorry what?

Jemmy <33: you both fight 

                        All the time

To: Jemmy <33: yeah and that makes my day worse not fucking not boring???

Jemmy <33: ...ok

To: Jemmy <33: oh fuck you 

Jemmy <33: <3

To: Jemmy <33: wait no

                             Don't leave me 

                              DONT LEAVE ME TO DEAL WITH THEM

Jemmy <33: atb <3

To: Jemmy <33: fuck you

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Dolley got out of her house, dressed head to toe in her best clothes. If she was going to a party, she was going in style.

Her previous boyfriend had pulled her into some serious debt, and Dolley was forever grateful to James for getting her out of there.

Even now, he was pulling up in her driveway in his car, probably with Thomas in the back seat.

She and Thomas got along pretty well. He had always let her rant to him about her favourite music artists, but she didn't know he shared the interest.

Until now, that was.

And now she was going to a party.

Where they all shared the same taste as her.

And she knew no one.

She got into the car and said hello to James and Thomas.

Today was going to be a long day.

                                        ——

Peggy peered out the window, and watched Alex enter the driveway and get off his bike.

She jumped off the sofa and bounded down the stairs, opening the door before he even got a chance to knock.

"Peggy!" Alex shouted out as she tackled him into a hug.

"I've been waiting forever! What took you so long?!"

"Pegs, it took me, like, 20 minutes to get here,"

Peggy sniffed in dissapproval.

"Too long,"

Alex laughed and walked up the stairs to the living room.

Peggy closed the door and joined them.

Maria lived surprisingly close to them, and made her way over in only around 15 minutes.

Theodosia had been dropped off by Burr in a record time of 17 minutes, which was especially surprising because Burr and Theo lived a minimum of 30 minutes away.

(Peggy was sure Burr had broken at least 3 different laws, there was simply no other explanation–!)

"So," Angelica was the first to initiate, as usual, with eyebrows raised, "we're all waiting for just Thomas and Dolley, right?"

"Yes," Alex said, visibly disgruntled.

Angelica sat back with a smug smile. She pulled out her phone.

"Perfect." 

She typed something in. Then waited a bit. Then typed something again.

"I'll be right back"

                                      ——

She was back in exactly 3 minutes, Theo noticed.

And she was back with mics and controllers and all sorts of things Theo was sure wouldn't go to waste.

As if on cue, the doorbell rang, and Angelica rushed down the stairs and returned with a wide-eyed Jefferson and grinning Dolley.

That was when, it seemed, the party started.

Eliza jumped up and went behind a door that seemed something like a closet.

But it clearly wasn't because, shortly after, the lights were turned off and replaced with bright neon lights and a loud speaker announcing that "karaoke night begins now, bitches!"

And boy did it.

Peggy suddenly burst in with a carton of what suspiciously looked like...

"Peggy!" Eliza gasped, upon seeing the carton.

"Eliza, I'm turning 18 in, like, 2 months!"

"The drinking age is 21!! We can't drink either!"

"It's a free country!"

"Peggy–"

"'Liza!" Hamilton suddenly shouted.

Both necks snapped to turn to him.

"Let's let Angie decide," he said.

Now all eyes turned to Angelica instead.

She bit her lip, clearly torn between decisions.

Her eyes flickered from the carton to Peggy, from Peggy to Eliza, from Eliza to Hamilton, and then, surprisingly, to the portrait on the wall.

It lingered there, for barely a second longer, before she declared with a shrug, 

"We only live once,"

Peggy cheered in celebration and placed the carton on the table. Eliza just sighed and helped Angelica take the other food out.

"You're all okay with alcohol, right?" Peggy asked, setting down the bottles carefully.

Cheers across the board. 

Theo was no stranger to alcohol. She had been to one too many parties to count, and had troubled Aaron with many drunken nights.

It had been a surprise to even her when she was declared the smartest in her year.

Peggy cracked open a can of beer.

"Let's get this party started,"

                                      ——

Alex had to admit, this was one hell of a party. Going to a part with only people who shared your music taste had its advantages, it seemed.

The night started with him downing a can of beer and dueting HOT TO GO with Peggy, with everybody else cheering them on.

He then fell back on the couch, and watched Peggy drag Dolley up instead.

They sang a few more Chappell Roan songs, before migrating to Heart Attack.

In this one, most people joined in, with the exception of Angie, Jefferson and Alex himself.

Alex watched Theodosia jump up and down, with seemingly no end to her energy, and wondered how on Earth she ended up with Burr.

By the time the clock hit 7, they were all fairly drunk, or at least tipsy, and their stomachs were full of food Alex couldn't even dream of buying.

Peggy fell back onto an armchair with an "oof".

"Y'all down for a movie?"

Theodosia shook her head frantically.

"No! No! Put on a musical!!"

Dolley sat up with a gasp.

"Yes!!"

"Is Six good?" Peggy asked.

Cheers from everyone.

Everyone, that is, except Maria.

"Um... I don't know that one? I mean, I don't know any musicals–"

She was cut off by a dramatic gasp from Peggy.

"Well then, Maria–!" Eliza cut in before Peggy got a chance to say something, "–you're in for a treat tonight"

6 songs (and shivers down Alex's spine) later, Maria was sitting, enthralled.

Her eyes were shining, and she was staring at the end credits like they were some sort of ancient manuscript.

He wished he knew what was going on in her head.

Before he had a second to dwell on the thought, Peggy began shrieking, "Put on Miranda! Put on Miranda"

And after three more drinks, 2 hours of watching a Historical figure fuck himself over, and tears as Vanessa narrated her strife to bring her husband's legacy to light, all of them sat down with red eyes, sore throats, and, for some reason, the urge to sing "Shake it Off" by Taylor Swift.

It was almost midnight, and they were all drunk to an extent, but Peggy insisted on having one last song.

Only Jefferson and Alex stood to the side, watching the girls belt out their hearts to Shake it Off, and before Alex knew it, he subconsciously found himself nodding to the beat.

"Really, Hamilton?" Jefferson suddenly asked from beside him, "Taylor Swift? Only the most basic white girl singer ever?"

Alex rolled his eyes, about to respond, just when Jefferson's phone started ringing–

–to the tune of Ready For It.

Alex immediately doubled over, laughing, while Jefferson hurried to respond.

"Ohhhh you fuckin' hypocrite," Alex laughed. Jefferson turned off his phone with a scoff.

"Like, Taylor's a fucking icon, I'm not gonna shit on you for liking her music, and you especially don't need to be a bitch about it to me–"

"Ok, ok! I get..."

Alex turned back to Jefferson with a wide grin.

"So... Are you a midnights girlie? Or a tortured poets girlie?"

                                      ——

In Peggy's eyes, the party had been a raving success, and nobody could argue with her on that.

Theo was the first to go.

Burr had come over as soon as he heard her voice over the phone. Peggy had a feeling he was used to this.

Then, James Madison came over to pick up Dolley and Jefferson.

Peggy had almost had a heart attack watching Alex and Jefferson actually have a civil conversation with each other, because surely she had been drugged, or was hallucinating, because there was no way in hell Alex and fucking Jefferson could behave civilly near each other!

Maria was drunk as hell, so Angie, who wasn't even tipsy, offered to drop her off, which she accepted gratefully.

Alex was also drunk as hell.

But the Schuylers' parents weren't home, and they sure as hell weren't going to let Alex go home on a fucking Motorcycle while he was drunk.

And so, Alex ended up with an impromptu sleepover at the Schuylers'.

Peggy was very happy (they all were, he's basically the honorary fourth Schuyler sister at this point), and threw some pajamas at him.

"Hey, Pegs!"

"Yeah?"

"Thank you"

"For... What?"

"Everything. I love you Pegs, I love you all, I really do"

"I know, Lex. We love you too"

"'Night"

"Good night Lex"

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The Freshest Freshmen 

4 Aug(Fri)

4:03

turtles: GUYS 

A.Ham: holy shit what the fuck????

turtles: MY DADS GONNA BUY ME S TIRTLE

A.Ham: what???

turtles: IM GETTING ANTURTLES

A.Ham: John I'm v happy for you, and I'm glad you're getting a turtle 

               But please write a coherent sentence 

               For me?

turtles: my dad is happy I got my paintings into the gallery downtown so hes getting me a turtle (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)(⁠┛⁠✧⁠Д⁠✧⁠)⁠)⁠┛⁠彡⁠┻⁠━⁠┻

A.Ham: WHAT?????

                You got your art into a gallery???????

turtles: yeah a few :D

A.Ham: that's it 

               All you bitches 

               Downtown gallery, 1 pm, 6 August

               [locationofgallery.com(?)]

               No excuses

               If you aren't there I will drag you there 

               We are going to go admire John's art

                Period.

turtles: aww ty lex

A.Ham: <3

              Now go to sleep

turtles: ok you fucking hypocrite 

A.Ham: kavfhwianqjoen what was that? I think the nets a bit spotty here 

turtles: ಠ⁠ಗ⁠ಠ

A.Ham: <3

7:03

TJeff: what the FUCK were y'all doin up at 4????

A.Ham: did you even read up?? 🤨🤨

TJeff: not what I meant

          What I meant was 

           Why 4???

turtles: we got the notif at 3:30 or smth

              My dad sent the verdict at 4

              And I woke to the sound 

              And got excited ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

TJeff: ok that kinda makes sense

           I thought you slept w your phone on silent tho??

turtles: i do my dad told me to turn it on so I did ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

TJeff: damn

           @A.Ham?

A.Ham: what the fuck do you want

TJeff: my god

          What were you doing up at four????

A.Ham: what's it to you bitch 

TJeff: did you get up on the wrong side of bed or smth wtf???

A.Ham: you interrupted me

TJeff: doing what??????

turtles: work?

A.Ham: WORK

turtles: work...

TJeff: damn

           So...

           We have to go to the gallery on Sunday?

A.Ham: NO EXCUSES

TJeff: OK OK GOT IT 

A.Ham: I'm leaving now

               Don't call on me again

              A.Ham has left the conversation 

TJeff: yay got it

           Anyone else awake?

turtles: nope

              No one I know stays awake at this time

TJeff: well nobody I do does either

turtles: that's all of us then

              yay

TJeff: why are you awake rn?

turtles: why are you awake???

TJeff: ...touché

          Practice btw

turtles: damn

              Same 

TJeff: wow

turtles: gtg srry

                turtles has left the conversation 

TJeff: so

           I'm alone?

           Ok

                TJeff has left the conversation 

11:47

turtles: I GOT THE TURTLE

PEGGY☆: wait what????

A.Ham: read up

PEGGY☆: ok

turtles: IMMA NAME HER FRANCES 

              ILIEVBHER

PEGGY⁠☆: NO FUCKING WAY

                  CONGRATS DUDE!!!!

turtles: TYYYY

NeverSatisfied: what the fuck is that pinging????

PEGGY⁠☆: READ UPP 

NeverSatisfied: congrats!!!!!!!!

turtles: tysm guys 🥺🥺🥺

mjpyrgmlf: congrats John!!!

PEGGY☆: we gon' need daily turtle pics now

                   It is required by us

TJeff: tf

PEGGY☆: I don't make the rules bossman

turtles: [FRANCES<333.png]

BRAHHBRAHH: SHES ADORABLE

                             good job man :)))

turtles: thank you sm y'all⁠ ♡

Theodosia: that's amazing!!!!! Congratulations!!!! <3333

A.Burr: Congratulations, John.

turtles: wow ty

Helpless: congrats John!!!!!! We're so proud of you :))))))

turtles: lyt Liza <3

RedDress: John, you are fucking amazing

                    But can I just say

                    That turtle is awesome as fuck

turtles: ik 🤭🎀

Helpless: we're meeting up at the gallery Sunday right?

A.Ham: we have to

NeverSatisfied: everyone in favour of going say I 

A.Ham: I

A.Burr: I

Theodosia: I

No.1MitskiFan: I

mjpyrgmlf: I

BRAHHBRAHH: I

PEGGY☆: I

Helpless: I 

RedDress: I

turtles: I'm coming too 

              So like

               I

JMads: sure

NeverSatisfied: that doesn't look like an I to me

JMads: I

NeverSatisfied: Thomas?

TJeff:...

TJeff: I

Helpless: lovely :>

                  See y'all Sunday!

PEGGY☆: baiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!

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Spending the whole day in an art gallery he'd never been to before was not Thomas's ideal Sunday.

They hadn't hung up Laurens's piece yet, so they were all sitting in the lobby area— with Lauren's turtle.

He'd never seen James like this.

The girls, James, "The Rev Set" as he had come to know them as, were standing around Laurens, who had just released Frances.

Even Burr was watching from the side, with a badly concealed smile.

Thomas had to admit that Frances was adorable. She reminded him of the turtle from Moana a bit. 

She was obviously young, but Thomas didn't know the scope of turtle ages– he was fairly certain he'd heard of turtles over 200.

Laurens's father, a burly looking man who reminded Thomas of his own father, walked into the room.

"They're ready,"

Was all he said, leaving the building right after.

Thomas couldn't help but feel a hint of annoyance at the man.

His own son had gotten his art into a gallery, and he couldn't even bother to stick around?

Come now, he tried to reason with himself, he's probably busy! He's probably seen the pieces anyway.

Still, a little part of his brain cursed out Laurens's father anyway.

Instead, Laurens's mother entered the room with a grin.

"You've brought your friends over?" she said, surprised, "you should have told me. Come now, all of you! Let me show you my John's work,"

She led them into a room with a plethora of paintings, but his eyes immediately latched into the centerpiece.

It was fairly large, about the size of the wall.

The actual painting was of a woman a young woman, who couldn't be older than 20 or 30– a woman who was clearly in grief.

If the Victorian era grieving dress wasn't a dead giveaway, her expression definitely made it clear. 

Her eyes were red, and drooping. They appeared dulled, which was ironic, since they were one of the only colourful parts of the painting. Her hair was black, and her skin was pale, almost white, but with the faintest of orange hues. 

She held a single rose in her hand, the brightest part of the painting, and was staring at it intently.

Her background was a dull, solid, grey.

For a few moments,  Thomas just stood there, mesmerised, until the silence was broken by Hamilton (of fucking course it was Hamilton) turning to Laurens and saying,

"No fucking way you made this."

Lauren's face split into a grin.

"I did"

Hamilton took Laurens into a hug, followed by everyone in the group.

Thomas was hesitant at first, but was quickly yanked in by Angelica and Dolley.

Laurens's mother, Eleanor he soon learned, excitedly led them around the gallery, showing them a few more pieces by Laurens.

It was endearing, seeing her light up at her son's work.

Laurens's other pieces were no less than the first. But even as he looked at the other works in the gallery, his mind kept going back to the portrait of that woman.

Thomas saw Laurens standing in front of the very painting he couldn't stop wondering about, and approached him carefully.

"So... Your art's in a gallery, huh?"

"Is that seriously the best conversation opener you got?"

"Ok, look, I'm not... The best at this conversation stuff–"

"Understatement of the century"

"–but, I still wanted to come here and congratulate you, because... Your paintings are... Holy shit, man, like, seriously"

Laurens seemed genuinely taken aback by the statement, but he quickly recovered.

"That's... Really nice of you. Thank you"

"That one–" Thomas pointed at the painting in front of them, "–is my favourite. They're all amazing, but this one..."

"Tell you a secret? It's mine too,"  Laurens confessed.

Thomas stared back up at the painting.

"My father hates it, though" John admitted.

"Fuck him"

At that, John laughed.

"You know, you sounded a lot like Alex right then."

"That guy? Fuck him too"

John smiled.

"Seriously though, Alex is always talking about how I should murder my father and run away or something"

Thomas smiled at that, in spite of himself.

"You're a very good artist, John"

"Thank you"

"Seriously, this is could-be-considered-prodigy type shit"

"Maybe if my father thought like that, he'd finally get off my ass"

Thomas nodded in understanding. It wasn't a problem anymore, but it had been for a good chunk of his life.

Peggy came bounding up at that second, Hamilton on her tail.

"John, help, Alex is about to decapitate me I swear to gOD ALEX GET OFF OF ME–"

"Alex, no–"

"Jackie, my love, my beloved, my one and only, if you don't let me through–"

Peggy let out a small yelp as Hamilton pounced on her, before Eliza came over and peeled Hamilton off.

Angelica gave them a stern lecture, while Dolley walked up to them, doubled over laughing, clutching Theodosia's arm.

Burr had stayed so quiet the whole time that Thomas had almost forgotten he'd come in the first place.

Thomas watched Eliza watching Angelica scold Peggy and Hamilton, while John was approached by Lafayette and Hercules, with a surprise cake (where the fuck did they get that??).

Thomas watched them, in awe of how comfortable they were around each other.

It hurt, but it was some comfort to think, that maybe, one day, he could be a part of such a friendship too.

Chapter Text

Angie <33

7Aug(Mon)

23:03

Angie <33: Alex

To: Angie <33: what's up?

Angie <33: I wanted to ask a question

To: Angie <33: k shoot 

Angie <33: why didn't you add the others?

To: Angie <33: ???

Angie <33: the other freshmen

To: Angie <33: what is up w u schuylers asking this question

                          They're shitty ass ppl and I hate them that's fucking why 

Angie <33: cool cool cool 

                    So why'd you add Thomas?

To: Angie <33: Jefferson????

                          Cus he isn't a dick person

                          He js has shit opinions

Angie <33: I see 

                    And James?

To: Angie <33: he used to be my friend???

                          We're not friends anymore but I know he isn't a dickwad

Angie <33: Maria?

To: Angie <33: broke up with James fuckin Reynolds 

                          She has my utmost respect

Angie <33: really??????

To: Angie <33: you should talk to her abt feminism sometime

Angie <33: maybe I will

                    what abt Theodosia 

To: Angie <33: anyone who can put up w burr can put up w me 

Angie <33: fair

                     Burr?

To: Angie <33: he's my friend whether he likes it or not

Angie <33: nice

                     Now go to sleep bitch 

To: Angie <33: you first <3

Angie <33: Alexander.

To: Angie <33: yes ma'am

Chapter Text

Thomas didn't know when 'acquaintances' faded into 'friends'. When "Elizabeth" turned into "Eliza". When "Hercules" turned into "Herc". 
When "Theodosia" turned into "Theo".

But he can tell you when he realised it.

(13:42)From: Unknown: yo this is peggy
                                           You need anything from the store?

(13:45)To: Unknown: um no????
                                     Why are you asking me this?

(13:45)From: Unknown: because I'm going to the zoo and feeding the animals your groceries
                                           Why do you think

(13:45)To: Unknown: I'm not your friend??

(13:45)From: Unknown: if you're uncomfortable js tell me
                                           But I think we've been talking long enough to be friends
                                            Price limit not included btw
                                            Js tell me what u need
                                            No bs like a flat screen tv tho

Thomas had sat there for a good 5 minutes processing what he'd just read.

"I think we've been talking long enough to be friends"

Did she really consider him a friend?

His thoughts went to the others in the group chat– Did Eliza consider him a friend? Did Theo consider him a friend? Did John Laurens consider him a friend?

(13:51)To: Unknown: do you really consider me a friend?

(13:52)From: Unknown: ofc my guy
                                          you like musicals 
                                          It's not everyday you find someone who likes musicals
                                          Speaking of which, you see the Heathers twitter?

Despite himself, Thomas smiled.

(13:52)To: Unknown: ofc I did I'm not an animal

(13:52)From: Unknown: can't believe there's alr a new one
                                          Makes me feel old 

(13:53)To: Unknown: you're not even 18

(13:53)From: Unknown: ik
                                          Also you were too late the offers up I'm alr at the store and I've decided no more requests

(13:53)To: Unknown: I'm good

(13:53)From: Unknown: alr I've gtg
                                          Baiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!

(13:53)To: Unknown: Bye

Thomas had decided what Peggy's contact name was going to be.

New Contact: HC

Staring at the contact reminded him of the place they'd all first met. 

Within the next 15 minutes, Thomas had made a decision.
       
                                     ___

Thomas thought about that interaction the whole day.

Someone he barely talked to, Peggy, of all people, reached out to him. Just like that. To ask if he needed anything from the store.

Only one person did that for him: James.
His friend.
Was Peggy his friend?
Was Burr his friend?
Was Herc his friend?
Was John his friend?
Hamilton wasn't, of course.
Was Theo his friend?
Was Maria his friend?
Was Dolley his friend?
Did they want to be his friend?

"I think we've been talking long enough to be friends"

That... Made sense. The group chat was interacted with... Almost every day!
Thomas actually reeled back at the thought.
It had been, what, a week? Two? Since the group chat had started.
And yet, John's meme addiction hadn't died down.
Peggy wouldn't stop badgering everyone to watch musicals with her (so far she has converted 10/11 for sure)(10.5 if we're guesstimating)(Burr won't state his stance but we're pretty damn sure).
Theodosia wouldn't stop posting the newest updates on... Everything on the groupchat.
Dolley wouldn't stop asking for fashion advice, and whining about more clothes.
Maria wouldn't stop answering with new clothes for her(not just for her, for everyone).
Laf wouldn't stop educating everyone on every brand of makeup under the sun.
Hercules wouldn't stop sharing food recipes with little notes at the  bottom("I'm cooking this one next–")
Hamilton wouldn't stop sharing his fucking opinion on fucking everything.
It was almost endearing in a way.
Almost.
Madison didn't talk much, but when he did he'd talk in short, sarcastic messages, while still maintaining peace with the group (how????).
Burr responded to everything, but with even shorter messages and an added layer of cryptic sarcasm.
Angelica's every statement dripped with concern for the group and sternness at keeping them alive.
Eliza would come on, every day and would just... Talk. About her day, about a new animal she'd met, about someone new she'd met, a particularly difficult assignment she was stuck on.
No matter how mad Hamilton drove Thomas, the group chat was... Home, in a way.
Thomas had always maintained his home was in people, not places. The people were what made it home.

But all this thinking about friendship brought a new doubt to the table for Thomas: 
What did they think of him?

Thomas Jefferson is infuriating, Alex decided.
Granted, he could be wrong.
20-minute long arguments on whether Severus Snape deserved redemption tend to fuck your opinions up.
Alex knew he shouldn't fight with Jefferson over something so "silly"– but he had to admit, it was kinda fun.
It had become an almost everyday thing– Jefferson would say something dumb in the groupchat and they would fight in the chat until Angie or someone else told them off. 
They'd stop for a while, until Alex inevitably brought it up in the private chat and the argument began again.

School was approaching rapidly. There were 2 days left before the first day.

Alex wondered what rooming with Jefferson would be like.
If the arguments would get more aggressive, if they'd hate each other more, if they'd (against all odds) become fr–

Alex cut that thought off before it even had time to form.

Him and Jefferson? Friends? Maybe. If the world turned upside down, just maybe.

Alex could've laughed at that. Would've, if not for his phone ringing at that moment.

                           Incoming call
                              Angie <33

Alex picked it up before the first ring had even finished.

"Ange?"
"Lex! I've got your stuff, you're coming in today to pick it up, right?"

Alex grinned at that. Angelica was just so thoughtful, all the time.

"Yes, thank you so much. You didn't have to do it, you should have asked me to–"
"Nonsense. Shut up and tell me how work's going,"

Alex smiled.
Oh yeah,sorry. He has a job now. Fairly recent, minimum wage job at the local café, with Maria. 

"Oh it's really good, they're giving me coffee for free!"
"Good lord. I should ask them to stop, you'll die at this rate"
"Haha. Maria's such a peach, man, she's been helping me out a ton around the café, and she's–"

"I heard someone talkin' about me? Hope it's nothing bad"

Maria waltzed into the kitchen at that moment, cookie tray in hand.

"Hey Mari," Alex greeted with a smile, "how're the customers today?"
"Good! Would be better if somebody came out 'n helped me, wouldn't it?"

Alex cringed.
"I'm so sorry–"
"Nah, doll, you're good" Maria said, putting the tray down. "Still, I'd 'preciate it"
"I'll head out right now! Gotta go, Ange. Talk to you later?"

"You got it"

Alex picked up the bread and headed out, still staring at his phone as Jefferson was typing his response.

His arguments already made Alex's skin boil, and the fact he had the entitlement to continue like???

But for the sake of his sanity, and to avoid decking a customer, Alex put the phone down and handed the bread to Jane, who started making sandwiches.

"You're on Cashier duty," Jane said, stuffing a piece of bread in her mouth.

"Fuuuck" Alex groaned.

Jane gave him a sympathetic pat on the shoulder, still stuffing bread in her mouth.

"I... I don't think you're supposed to be eating the materials we use to make the sandwiches, Jane"

Jane swallowed the bread in her mouth and said, "If I'm dealing with all the Karens and Darens out there, I think I've earned a little bread.

Ok... Alex thought, making his way to the counter, That's fair...

Noel was dealing with what seemed to be a particularly difficult customer.

"No- Ma'am-"

"I demand-!"

"Why-? Help- Ma'am please-"

"Noel!" Alex called out.

He heard Noel breath out a sigh of relief. "You here for your shift?" Noel almost whispered.

"Yeah"

"Thank fuck..."

Noel shoved the "counter cap", as they had come to call it, in Alex's hands and hightailed outta there.

Alex scoffed and approached Code Karen.

"How can I help you ma'am?"

"My Nutella cake had NUTS in it!"

Alex was actually dumbfounded for a moment. 

"I'm... sorry?"

"My Nutella-!"

"NO- ma'am... I- I heard you... Your... Nutella cake had... Nuts in it?"

"Are you deaf? Are you dumb?"

"No ma'am, but you might be"

"EXCUSE ME??"

"Ma'am, Nutella is literally made of hazelnuts, it's in the name for fuck's sake."

"Oh?? OH?? Well let me tell you what you little-"

"Dumbfounding Alexander? Somebody better get you a trophy missus"

Both Alex and Code Karen turned to look at the voice- familiar voice, for Alex at least.

"EXCUSE ME???"

"You're holdin' up the line, get a move on"

"You dON'T GET TO TELL ME-"

"I'm afraid he's right ma'am" Alex said, finally finding his voice.

Code Karen began sputtering when security came up and told her she needed to get out because she was causing a scene.

Jefferson stood in front of Alex, staring at him expectantly.

"What?" Alex snapped.

"I think you owe me something"

"You got annoyed by her, you got rid of her. I don't see what I have to do with this"

Jefferson just sighed and gave out his order. Alex typed it in, locking into cashier mode.

"Is that all?"

"Wow"

"What?"

"A civil conversation! From you!"

Alex was about to retort when Maria walked up.

"Tommy Boy!" Maria said, surprised, but with a grin.

Jefferson groaned.

"Don't call me that"

"What if I said no?" Maria said, still grinning.

Jefferson rolled his eyes.

Alex ripped the bill out of the machine and asked,

"When are you guys moving into the dorms?"

"Tomorrow," Maria answered, "stuff's in boxes and everythin' just need to open that shit up"

Alex nodded.

"I'm moving in day after tomorrow" Jefferson said.

"And you?"

"Hmm?"

"When ya movin' in?"

"Oh, um, well... I'm putting the stuff in the dorm today, setting up the bed and all, and setting everything else up tomorrow"

"You know what?" Maria said, "I'm proud of y'all"

"Hmm??" Alex asked, handing Jefferson his too-sugary "coffee".

"You and Jeff actually had a civil conversation!"

"Maria please be so for real right now"

"I'm serious!"

"I'm gonna go sit over there-"

"ALEX!! MARIA-!!'

Alex and Maria simultaneously breathed out an "oh fuck..." before rushing into the kitchen.

Alex tapped into cashier mode one last time, handing Jefferson his pastry and wishing him a good day before rushing into the kitchen, where whatever Ricky had done was awaiting him.

Chapter Text

Moving is hard, Alex decided.
Twelve heavy boxes, climbing up endless stairs, worried calls from friends who didn't seem to think he could handle himself, twisted ankles, broken plates and an hour of putting together a bed frame later, Alex lay on the bed frame with boxes surrounding him.
He was also supposed to set up the wardrobe, desk and cabinet before lunch but he was so fucking tired.

In Alex's humblest of opinions, dorms, and houses and apartments in general, really, should all come pre-set, with options.
But who was he to say?

He stayed on the bare bed frame, motionless, for a good 2 minutes, before picking up his phone and texting the strongest person he knew.

To: Hunkules: yo

From: Hunkules:yo 

To: Hunkules: I need your help

From: Hunkules: aight
                           wher

To: Hunkules: you arwnt even gonma aks what its for?

From: Hunkules: its for yo dorm isnt it

To: Hunkules: wardrobe desk cabinet

From: Hunkules: aight
                          address bitch

To: Hunkules: [addressorwhatever.com]

From: Hunkules: omw

To: Hunkules: thank

From: Hercules: welc

Within ten minutes, Herc stood outside his door with the suitable tools.

"So..." Herc started, "how're you planning to do this?"
"I didn't really have a plan, that's why I, you know, called you"
"You texted me, actually"
"Fuck off"

Herc gave Alex a shit-eating grin and got to work.
Granted, he was actually pretty good at it. The cabinet took almost ten minutes, but otherwise, not only did Herc help move Alex's stuff, but also gave tips on where to put them. 
It was more than Alex had asked of him, and he felt a little guilty for asking Herc for something he should be able to do himself.

Herc, as though he'd read Alex's mind, insisted he liked home decor stuff, and proceeded to sit down with Alex for a solid 39 minutes helping with good sites to buy basic stuff like sinks, ovens, microwaves, kitchen appliances and... Plants.

"I don't need plants Herc" Alex said, exasperated.
"Of course you do! What about when you have a baby?"
"What if I don't?"
"Well, you can barely take care of yourself! It'll be good practice to start small"
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?????"
"Besides, didn't you want a cat? How you gon' take care of that, hm??"

Alex gave a defeated sigh.
"Fine. But later, when I have the money"
Herc gave him another grin. Alex felt dread climbing up his spine.
"No need, my ma's got a couple she's been wanting to get rid of. Perfect timing, don't you think?"

Too perfect, Alex thought, but he'd given in long ago, and he did want that cat, thank you very much.

Herc didn't stay long ("ma's gonna metaphorically whoop my ass if I'm late for lunch"),  so Alex decided to go for a walk instead.

He picked up the keys, and was soon met with a call from Angelica.

"Hello?"
"Hi Ange"
"Alex! Did everything go fine? Are you ok?"
"Yes Ange, everything went great, I'm fine. Herc came over to help"
"Oooh that's good, everything's good with him?"
"Yeah, everything's good," ex said locking the door with a click, "I'm just going out for a walk"
"You're still down to watch Arcane with us, right?"
"Wouldn't miss it for the world"

Alex could hear Angelica's smile through the phone.
"See ya Al"
"See ya"

The walk ended with Alex at the Schuylers' three hours too early, and all four of them in tears on the couch.

"I don't get it," Peggy said through tears, "we've watched it THREE TIMES NOW and it just keEPS GETTING SADDER" 

Eliza was the only one spared, having slept through all of S2 Act 3.

"Lucky little shit..." Angelica said, grabbing napkins, "Napkins?"

"Yeah" Alex said, picking up his phone through blurry eyes.

A.Ham: @arcane whrn j cstch uou fortiche wjen I duciing cathc yiy

PEGGY☆: John. Turtle pics. Now. 
                   I NEED them

turtles: real ngl
            [turtlepics👍🏻.png]
            me after s2 arc2 fr

No.1MitskiFan: damn y'all watched it alr?

turtles: ye

No.1MitskiFan: ive been thinkin abt it 

A.Ham: DP IT

No.1MitskiFan: noted 😭🙏🏻

turtles: [meme.png]

A.Ham: oj fuck of gaybou

turtles: look who's fucking talking

A.Ham: WJAT YEH FUCK ID THAT SIPPOSED RO MESN

Chapter Text

Not one to go back on his word, Thomas moved in that very Saturday. 

Granted, it wasn't him who got the furniture in, rather the three men his mother hired to help him move in.

Hamilton's stuff was already there. Thankfully, it was all to the side, and there was a pretty clear cut where the (imaginary) border was drawn.

Harry, Barry and Larry wished Thomas luck with college and headed out. Thomas sighed and began putting the smaller things around his area. 

His bedsheets were silk, and vibrant magenta, with pillow cases to match. Thomas touched the fabric; damn that's smooth was the first thing in mind. Then he thought about how much Hamilton would hate them and smiled to himself. 

Next, his dresser. It started with a lamp. There was now a whole potted plant, two picture frames, an alarm, five books, a sketchbook and a whole pouch of stationary on it. It was getting crowded, but, hey, it looked good so....

Last but never least, the cabinet for his clothes.

It took Thomas THREE MINUTES to try and pull out the first drawer. It ended with a drawer completely off its hinges on the floor, and Thomas on the phone, ranting to James about "this FUCKING cabinet I swear to god Jemmy I'm bouta commit manslaughter-"

"Who even says manslaughter?"

Thomas put the phone down. Hamilton. Just what he needed.

"I'm gonna call you later Jemmy," he said, and hung up.

"Manslaughter sounds so old. Just say murder," 

"Where the fuck did you come from??"

Hamilton held up a foam cup, "Coffee"

Jefferson scoffed, "bet it's black"

Hamilton stayed suspiciously silent.

"You're fucking kidding me"

Hamilton put the cup down on THOMAS' dresser, mind you-

"Ah an infamous IKEA cabinet. Why didn't your family buy a cabinet from a better brand or something? Better yet, why not a closet? You certainly have the money"

Thomas frowned. "Good point"

Hamilton raised his eyebrows, picked up his cup and.. downed it one go. What the fuck???

"I'm going to sleep," he said, taking off his jacket, while Jefferson stared at the now-empty cup with wide eyes, "good luck with that"

Go to sleep he did not, instead sitting on his bed with work and pulling out his laptop with some sort of... Documentary in the background.

Thomas eventually gave up, shoved the drawer in the cabinet, and got into bed.

Hamilton at least had the decency to put in headphones, and Thomas soon went to sleep.

                                        --

Thomas' alarm woke him up at five in the morning.

Thomas sat up, to turn off the alarm, and promptly had the wind knocked out of him with a pillow, with concerning accuracy.

"What the FUCK is that noise????"

"It's a fucking alarm, dipshit,"

"oh my fucking god tURN IT OFF"

"I'm trying! You fuckin hit me with a goddamned pillow before I could!"

"THEN DO IT NOW,"

"oh my god..." Thomas said to himself taking his phone and turning off the alarm. 

New Notifications:

The Freshest Freshmen (89)

It was 89 pictures of Francis.

TJeffs: holy shit Laurens maybe calm down on the turtle pics

PEGGY☆: don't.

TJeffs: what

PEGGY☆: i NEED them to live 

                  jefferson.

TJeffs: ...ok

Thomas heard a small snort from the other side of the room. 

PEGGY☆: nice

                  hows yalls lives going

A.Ham: oh no the southern got to her 😨😨😨

turtles: omg shut up hammy 🙄😤

TJeffs: you do realise you're asking for the impossible here

A.Ham: oh fuck off you pretentious bastard with fuckin SILK SHEETS

TJeffs: there's nothing wrong with silk????

A.Ham: yes there is 

               its too fucking slippery 

TJeffs: keep your objectively wrong opinions to yourself 

A.Ham: you seem to have trouble doing the same you fucking hypocrite

TJeffs is typing...

NeverSatisfied: NO POLITICS AT FIVE IN THE FUCKING MORNING YOU HEATHENS

PEGGY☆: nahhhhh chat she swore yall cooked 

turtles: she's a ten but she calls her friends chat 💀💀

PEGGY☆: MF