chap.2>> burr's ex-roomie (by Mel)

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During all of psychology, I stared at Burr's roommate. Even when Thomas Sumter poked me with a long-ass novelty pencil, I didn't take my eyes off of him. Soon enough, classes were over for the day. I went to Laf and Herc's dorm to hang out.

That's when they confronted me on my crush.

"Mon ami, I see the way you look at that new guy," Laf chimed and Herc looked dumbfounded.

"Wait, I'm so confused. Laurens, you're straight right?" Herc questioned. I shrugged.

"Guess not."

"Oh-hohoho! I'm taking you to talk with him. Let's go!" Laf jumped up, not bothering to put on shoes as he dragged me into the hall and back to my dorm.

Lafayette looked in my closet and shrieked.

"What is this--this--this MONSTROCITY?!" he yelled, not loud enough to disturb the neighbors.

I was going to respond when I heard even louder yelling from the dorm across the hall. Burr's dorm.

"FINE! GET RID OF MY STEREO AND BOOKS JUST TO *MAKE MORE ROOM FOR YOUR CLOTHES! SEE IF I CARE WHEN I MOVE OUT!"

"GO THEN!! I'LL GET A NEW ROOMMATE WHO ISN'T AS SELF-CENTRED AS YOU!"

Then the door slammed.

Me and Lafeyette tried not to laugh our asses off, but it just came out.

Then there was a knock on the door.

UM HI GUESS WHO MIGHT GET HAMILTON TICKETS?!!!???

not me.

~gee (lemon thingy)

Heyo, it's me (Atlas).

So...

*I changed that from get to make bc grammar.

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