Your life has been great ever since you got fired. Which was an odd sentence to say but still very true.
After you got fired that day, you immediately vented your feelings out by writing them all down. This is what you went to college for after all, you were a major literature and writing. And writing always made you feel better.
After a couple hours later and a lot of typing, you got an email. You saved your document and leaned back to stretch. As you went to open the email, you recognized the address as Mr. Hamilton's.
Dear (Y/N),
I know this may seem unprofessional but with the current circumstances of your job I do believe this is appropriate and necessary. I am truly sorry about what happened in the office and Miss Maria Reynolds told me the reasons why Laf and Jefferson had let you go, which is quite preposterous.
You raised your eyebrows. You didn't know Mr. Hamilton and Maria were close.
I am very good friends with Lafayette and it seems very unlike him to fire someone without any good reason. And although Jefferson and I do not get along, even he isn't that big of an asshole to do something like this, excuse my language.
You giggled at this.
The reason why I emailed you was because you are truly an amazing person, not just as a secretary, and I am checking to see if you are alright. I enjoyed the talks we had in my office and I will deeply miss them. I hope to receive a reply soon!
Sincerely,
Alexander Hamilton
You smiled sadly as this. Sometimes you would get in trouble because you and Mr. Hamilton would stay in his office and just talk about the most random things. Although most of the time, it was just one of you ranting about something to the other, but you are still going to miss that and him.
You were about to simply type back a "Thank you, I am fine" but instead you opened up your document you were working on and copied and pasted it to send it to him. You added a little note at the bottom thanking him for his concern and saying that you also will miss him.
With that you shut your laptop, the events of the day finally catching up to you leaving you drained of energy. You looked at the clock to see it read 12:48 AM and you laughed.
Only Mr. Hamilton would send an email at this hour, you thought sleepily as you yawned.
With that you dragged yourself to bed and fell into a dreamless sleep.
~
You didn't know that sending Mr. Hamilton (you now call him Alex) your paper about how you felt about That Day would change your life. After reading it, Alex sent it to his sister-in-law who was the CEO at a big newspaper company. She absolutely loved and asked you to become a writer at her company.
Seven months later you climbed to the top and became a head writer in The Schuyler Times. You couldn't be more proud of yourself and you wouldn't trade your job for the world.
You became very good friends with Angelica Schuyler, the woman who hired you, and you became a well known writer across the east coast.
You never missed your old job, but you would miss a couple of the friends you made while working their. Every once in a while you would meet up with Maria and Alex to see how they were doing, but they were the only ones you kept in touch from your old work.
One day, you were writing an article about a local robbery that happened last night when you got a text from Alex.
mr. nonstop: (2:03 PM)
