The Last Project | Lams |

3 - Invitation

|Laurens|

Some crazy looking guy was in front of the door. Lafayette, who opened the door, didn't know what to do.

He turned around to us and Alexander walked to the door. I stay on the couch, but I look over it. I don't hear much.

They soon close the door, then showing me a piece of paper.

Alexander laughed to himself. "Some strange man named George, a professor, is for some reason hosting a party tomorrow night."

Lafayette thought for a moment. "On veut y aller?"

I quickly nod, stopping when I remember the pain in my skull. "Uh, yeah. The Schuyler sisters might be there."

Alexander glances at me. "You must really like them, huh, Laurens?"

Lafayette suddenly bursts out laughing. "Wait, did he tell you when he fell flat on his face because he thought a sister was cute?"

I cuts Alexander off. "Well, technically, I didn't fall on my face."

Alexander nods to Lafayette's question. "What if no one goes to the party?" I question, raising an eyebrow.

Nobody answers. Lafayette feels a vibration in his pocket and pulls out his phone. "Ah, it's Hercules." He looks at Alexander. "Je l'aime. In a platonic way of course." He clears his throat.

He didn't have to explain what he meant. He never told us what he said.

Alexander turns to me. "Will you be fine by tomorrow? You shouldn't go to a party with a bleeding head."

I dismiss his worry. "Yeah, I'll be alright. I'm a pretty strong guy." I smile, and Alexander nods in agreement.

Lafayette cuts into the short silence. "Well, what should we wear?"

Alexander shows Lafayette the invitation. "It says the theme is 'old times'."

I think about that for a moment before furrowing my eyebrows in confusion. "What? That's the least specific thing ever. That could mean the Stone Age, Victorian Era, or even the 1700's."

Lafayette shrugs. "George est un idiot."

|Hamilton|

I like the 1700's. "Maybe the 17oo's?"

Laurens sighs. "We have no idea of knowing." He look down at the couch.

Lafayette leans on the couch. "Well, it means there is no wrong or right thing to wear. We can wear whatever."

Don't be desperate. "Can we do 1700's? The clothing is pretty simple, yet still good looking."

Laurens gives me a look. I continue to speak. "Maybe clothing from 1780's? Trust me, it's good."

Lafayette cuts in. "We get it, Alexander Hamilton. I guess we are doing the... 1780's. Where are we going to get clothes like that? And why such a specific year?"

I shrug. Laurens looks away from me and to Lafayette. "I'm pretty sure all we need is a coat and a white shirt. Maybe some extra stuff, but that's the essentials."