Jack's pov
"Does this car have a Bluetooth stereo?" Mark asks after I slip my phone back into my pocket.
"Hell yes! How do you think I get to places? With no good music? No Hamilton? You're crazy."
"Have you even seen Hamilton yet Dani?" I say with a scoff.
"No..."
I turn to her with my mouth hanging open.
"What? With all of your money?"
She shrugs while still staring at the road.
"They've never played here before. Actually, they did once but I promised Peiji that I'd go with him to his biggest concert performance. Obama was at his concert. Obama's wife and kids too."
I let out a laugh and Mark starts chuckling in the backseat. Mark types a little bit on his phone. Then he slides the bottom of the screen about halfway.
"Y'know you work too much Dani.... You work..." Mark starts.
He presses one thing on his phone and the Bluetooth blares Hamilton. Dani instantly starts singing along with a smile.
"Gentleman of the jury I'm curious, bear with me, are you aware that we're making history? This is the first murder trial of our brand new nation.
The liberty behind Deliberation.."
Dani stops singing along and laughs. Pausing it, Mark joins in with the laughter.
"What? I don't get it..." I say with a raised eyebrow.
Mark goes off on me about not getting it and Dani stops him.
"Mark said, "You Work.." and played a Hamilton song called "Non-stop". You should have gotten that."
"Dani I only know like 5 Hamilton songs and that's because of you. I spend too much time with you."
"Really? What songs do you know? I heard all of them but don't really know the lyrics like Dani. A have a few songs memorized though." Mark asks with a smile in his voice
I glance at Dani.
"Dani taught me all of Burr's lines from Aaron Burr, Sir. So we've sung it together. And I know Say No To This by heart too."
Mark looks at me through the mirror above the dashboard.
"I haven't slept in a week, I was weak, I was awake. You've never seen a bastard orphan in more need of a break. Longing for Angelica. Missing my wife. That's when Mrs Mariah Reynolds walked into my life she said." Mark says Hamilton's line with a grin. I look back at him, joining along.
"I know you are a man of honor. I'm so sorry to bother you at home, but I don't know where to go. And I came here all alone."
"She said,"
I physically turn around in my seat to look at him.
"My husbands doing me wrong. Beating me, cheating me, mistreating me. Suddenly he's up and gone. I don't have the needs to go on~" I overexaggerated.
"So I offered her a loan, I offered to walk her home, she said."
"You're too kind, sir."
I sing with a lick on my top lip.
"I gave her thirty bucks that I had stocked away she lived a block away she said,"
"This one's mine sir." I said while still gazing at Mark.
"Then I said, well I should head back home... She turned red. She lead me to her bed.... Let her legs spread and said,"
I move close to him and pulled his face up to mine by his chin.
"Stay~."I cannot lie, I had a sudden urge to kiss him. It was just because of the it was a "heat of the moment" thing. However, I backed away from him and sat back into my seat fully.
"Alright, alright. Enough Hamilton singing." I look out the window and rest my hand on my forehead with a laugh.
"Yeah, we're here anyway."
Dani says, putting the car in park. I unbuckle my seat belt and open the door to hop out. I look at the house.Holy shit. A damn mansion! Gawk at the modern masterpiece in front of me and die. Internally, mentally, and emotionally. Not yet physically. I hear a car door shut behind me and I turn around to see Mark looking at me.
"What?"
He shakes his head and looks at the mansion.
"Nothing. I was just thinking about asking you... about another Hamilton song. But it can wait till later."
"C'mon losers. Peiji is waiting for us."We finally get up to the large doors of the beautiful house. Dani hits the doorbell once and it rings. The doorbell plays the Undyne's theme song.
"I'm coming! And don't laugh because I meant it as I'm going to the door not the nasty way you dirty minded freaks!"
Mark held in a chuckle since his first two words. He's such a goofball at times.
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