Mind

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I couldn't help but worry about King George, wait, why am I worried about him? He's a fraud, an English tyrant set out to rule all of America. My friend Angelica written me a copy of the Reynolds' Pamphlet. I couldn't believe Hamilton could do that to Eliza, my childhood friend. I felt the anger boil up inside me before Angelica came in my suite. My eyes couldn't help but wonder on her new dress. "You're a sight for sore eyes I see." my flirting was never-ending but I got Angelica to let loose and gossip about Thomas Paine and the men.

"Okay, you got me at Common Sense." My mind was clearly off the radar, whatever that meant. Angelica groaned at my stupidity, "(Y/N), girl, the one who 'saved' America, he basically wrote the whole propaganda. His book caused the loyalists to turn into patriots!" Damn, I never really read Paine's work, well, because of my father. Angelica glanced at me and then back at the icy window, "I miss you (Y/N). You were important to Hamilton." 

"I miss me too."


Edited and Revised 11/22/18

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