(Y/n) POV-
It was around 1pm.
I'm at work.
Making pizzas.
Serving people their food.
I've been here since 7am.
I'm losing energy.
"Fuck" I groaned. It was my break time, Peggy had packed me my lunch. Which consisted of a ramen cup packed with chopsticks, grilled cheese, apple slices, and a Snickers bar.
"You shouldn't use profanities in a family restaurant" one of my workers tells me.
"Says the one who was yelling at child who was screaming for about 2 hours, last week"
"That child needed discipline"
"You nearly yeeted the child"
Coworker 1 just look at me with a blank face, before heading back to his food.
"Do you guys sometimes feel like that you're in a dream or something like that" Coworker 2 says.
"Yeah, imagine if this was all just a dream" I say while looking up at the ceiling.
Out of nowhere I felt a sudden rush of memories coming back to me.
"You okay (Y/n)?" one of them ask me.
"Yeah" I tell me, before heading back to my precious food.
The rest of the day, I have been getting visions at random times. Most of them were blurry or it happened too quickly for me to process it.
Though, there was one that was very clear.
It was me, Betsy, and a few other kids whom I don't remember. We were all in a building presumably the mall since there were multiple stores. One thing that seemed out of place was that no one else was there, the lights were all off, we all looked so frightened.
"Hello, what kind of pizza would you like" I ask the customer.
"Oh yes, I would like a large pepperoni pizza with wings on the side" the customer says.
"Okay, it'll be ready in about 20 minutes " I say heading back to tell the chefs the order.
'Why does the person seem familiar' my mind was telling me something that the customer was someone from my past.
"Oh well"
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At (Y/n) house-
Alexander's POV-
I am so disappointed in this country.
Why the hell would they elect this person, and better yet who would even support this dickhead.
Then I remembered something from Washington's Farewell Adress.
"Hey Jefferson" I ask him.
"Yeah, what is it" he looks at me with a bored expression.
"Do you think that Washington knows about the one thing he told us to not do"
"The political party system?"
"Yeah"
"Probably not, it's not like he goes into the internet all the time"
"Or watches the television, mostly reading books"
"Yeah, he's like a grandpa"
"*laughs* you're right"
We both laughed it off, making it look like we're buddies.
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