Ask Sammy Boi and Good ol' King George some stuff! Or interact with them, it doesn't matter. Personally, I wouldn't give Sammy a pat on the head, but it's your choice what to ask them!
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"Oh...w-why did you think that would h-help? Th-that's just a song about that Hamilton guy tormenting me..." Sam said, curling into a ball, now more upset than before. George hugged him, rubbing small, soothing circles on his back.
"Well, my song was kind of nice, I guess. Though, Sammy seems upset by the song he was in." He said, still trying to help Sam relax again. Charles seemed a bit stressed too.
"Um...th-that was nice, but didn't h-help at all? D-don't I get shot in the next s-song, a-and they literally talk about it in the s-song you played?" He said, curled up on the floor. Even hearing John Laurens' voice made him feel worse than he already had before, especially since Ask 100 was getting closer. Basically, he was a ball of stress that gave off a pretty decent wifi signal.
