TO BE YOUNG AND IN LOVE

OFFICE ADVENTURES

I wanted to dedicate @zoha2532. They literally voted on every chapter I've ever written and I really appreciate it.  Other than that  I just wanted to say as heads up that this will be a really long chapter so if you don't like long chapters you can skip or skim through it. As always feel free to leave comments and vote and enjoy. 

Working for Alexander Hamilton was more like babysitting than it was an actual job and just like babysitting there was a strict list of mental rules that you did not break under any circumstances because if you did there would be extreme consequences, meaning the child, Alexander would make sure everything would go to hell. That list of rules consisted of patience, understanding, punctuality, and the most important being a mediator. Playing the role of mediator was so important because when you were dealing with a man or more accurately a large child like Alexander you had to be there to stop and break up fights that often occurred when Alexander was dealing with individuals such as Charles Lee who had very conflicting ideas. Ideas that were practically begging to challenge Alexander. Charles was somewhat of a loyalist which in Angelica's opinion pretty fucking stupid for two very obvious reasons. Number one being they lived in New York and second they had almost nothing to do with England. The reason behind Lee's dedication to the British Monarchy probably had something to do with his very close relationship with George King who was an English businessman that the Schuyler Law Firm had a few contracts with. Not that Angelica had any real idea what they were but that didn't mean she was any less suspicious about King and his intentions.

Now today Angelica was breaking multiple rules on her babysitting list. For one she was extremely late. She should be sitting at her desk drinking cheap coffee by 6:30 and the time was getting dangerously close to 8o clock. Angelica didn't know how or what happened but one alarm was ignored and another didn't go off which led her to wake up late and being forced to take the subway because Thomas had an early meeting and Angelica had no other ride. Second, she had lost her patience the minute she stepped onto the subway train and a fellow commuter decided to pack his un-showered body right next to hers even though there were several open seats far away from her. But Angelica couldn't really complain. That was just the price you paid when you traveled on New York City's subway station. And lastly, Angelica didn't know how well she would be able to fulfill her mediator duties. You see being a mediator for anyone was tiring but having to be one for the sake of Alexander Hamilton was beyond exhausting. Out of the three languages Angelica did know she still wasn't sure if there was a word that could accurately convey just how fatigued she was at the end of each debating round that Alexander was sure to participate in and most likely start.

But like most things in her life, there was more drama and responsibilities for Angelica to deal with. On any regular day, Angelica would've been very stressed, and rightfully so but if you wanted to add insult to injury then it would be helpful to know that the very day everything that could go wrong in Angelica's life did was the same day Benjamin Franklin would be paying everyone at the Schuyler Law firm a visit.

Benjamin Franklin was exactly what you'd expect if Charles Lee, Margarita Schuyler, and Aaron Burr had a love child. Making that child extremely arrogant, self-centered, and overall pain in the ass. Franklin was a political ally to both Angelica's and Alexander's fathers or whatever Washington was to Hamilton. Angelica had heard several rumors that they didn't have the ideal father and son relationship. But that was beside the point. The real problem was how the hell was Angelica going to prevent murder by 8:45

Angelica was currently sitting on the train impatiently tapping her foot on the dirty public floor. Thankfully the odd-smelling commuter that had previously been sitting had left to go to another seat that was closer to the door. Angelica wasn't sure if he did it to be considerate or if he made that decision so it would be easier to hop out of the train and visit the Chinese cuisine shop that she knew was coming up. Based on the manners of this guy she wasn't going to go with the latter. After a few minutes of checking her messages from Dolly, who was keeping her updated on the chaos that was going on in the office, the subway finally stopped. As soon as the train stopped Angelica bolted out of the underground tunnels and into the busy streets of New York City. It took Angelica all of two seconds to fall into the rhythm of the crowded sidewalks. Angelica looked around and saw people with the same goal in mind. GET TO WORK. Everyone had a briefcase, cup of coffee either for them or their bosses, a watch they were constantly checking, and an expression similar to Angelica's. The expression of a working-class adult. Something Angelica was still getting accustomed to. She had maybe been walking for about 15 minutes when her cell started going off like crazy. Not that it was a big deal anyway. The sounds of the city were drowning it out easily. Angelica groaned and dug her hand around her purse in a frantic attempt to answer the phone before it was registered as a missed call and by the grace of God, she found it with .5 seconds to spare.