Imagine you're walking through the streets, minding your own business, and then out of nowhere, a dead man drops from the fricking SKY. You heard me right. The SKY. Well, the man's not exactly dead, but he's barely alive. And he also happens to be one of the ACTUAL Founding Fathers: Alexander Hamilton. Now, what would you do in such an unusual situation like this? Would you:
A: Scream and run away.
B: Get an ambulance.
Or
C: Take him home, hide him, and try to find out what the fuck is going on.
Well, that's what I'm trying to decide right now.
You wanna know why?
Open the goddamn book, you dumb-. (A/N: NO SWEARING! At least in the intro.)
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Falling From the Sky
FanfictionRiya Samuels is just trying to get through the hell that is called Life, when one rainy night Fate decides it's a good idea to make historical figures fall out of the sky, starting with none other than who? Alexander Hamilton.
