Time: present
Hamilton age: 21
Washington age: 40
Context: Alexander goes out on his 21st birthday and Washington finds him drunk
Third person narrative:
"YOOO HAMILTON TURNED 21 TODAY!" Hercules screamed. Alexander, Hercules, John Laurens, Lafayette, and Burr were all out celebrating. Burr only came as a designated driver, and had no interest in Hamilton's celebration. They were the loudest in the bar, and Burr was the only sober one of the group. "Heyyy sexyyyy" John leaned against Alexander's chest, alcohol breath on his neck. Alexander immediately tried to make out with him, but missed his mouth entirely and fell on the floor. Hercules and Lafayette were kissing on a couch, as they were in the VIP lounge section. "WaNna buyyy mee a driiinnkk???" Alexander asked John. He could only nod back. That continued for a few more hours until Burr demanded they leave. Alexander was the last stop, and definitely the most drunk out of the 4. Burr insisted on walking him up to his apartment room. When they opened the door, an angry George Washington was waiting inside his apartment. "I got him sir" Burr said as Alexander walked inside. "What the hell do you think you're doing! Are you drunk!?" Alexander couldn't even reply, just walked down the hall, into the bathroom, and straight into the shower. By accident. Washington groaned and helped him into his bed. He then went to the couch and fell asleep, not at all prepared for whatever tomorrow would offer.
Washington woke up before Alexander did, so he got painkillers and a glass of water and set them on Alexander's bedside table. He then started making himself eggs from Alexander's fridge.
About 3 hours later he hears stumbling coming from Alexander's room. Just give him a second. That was all Washington could think. Suddenly vomit noises came from Alexander's bathroom. Yup, there it is. A few minutes later Alexander dragged himself to the kitchen. "Oh. Hey... you!" His head hurt too much to try to remember the man's name. "Alexander. How much did you drink last night!" Washington was getting angry. "Young man I know it was your 21st birthday, but you need to be responsible, and this better not become a habit of yours. You're lucky that your birthday landed on a Saturday, because you will not be drinking on a work night, do you hear me young man?" This was almost enough to scare away Alexander's hangover. "Yes sir..." "good. Here. I made coffee." this was enough to make him happy. "Look, I just need to look out for you because I know that no one else will. I don't like having to yell at you." When there was no reply, he looked over at Alexander and saw him asleep on the kitchen counter. "Oh my god"
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