What Comes Next (Hamilton Fanfiction)

Chapter 3

Waking up to an aggressive migraine was a situation you'd never have expected yourself to be in. You shut your eyes tight immediately as your head continues throbbing for a few minutes more.

 'What happened yesterday?'  You ask yourself as you pinch the bridge of your nose, feeling the pain dial down a notch.  You open your eyes and slowly sit up.  Although everything was spinning, instead of seeing your bedroom, you were in a small bedroom with various miscellaneous items scattered everywhere, from rolls of cloth to sketches of dresses and suits, it was such a mess – but an organized mess at that. 

Then, all the memories of the night before come back to you, which brings the migraine back in full force. It couldn't have been real. There was no way. You look down at your clothes to see that, to no surprise, was the coat and dress shirt. Still, you needed more proof. So, you stand up and leave the room, immediately entering into what looked to be the living room.

On one of the sofas, you see Alex and Laurens sleeping side by side each other, almost to the point of cuddling. And on the other, Lafayette and Hercules were having a conversation that both of them were extremely invested in.

"Hey," You call out as you wave your hand awkwardly, causing both men to turn their attention to you. "Sorry for interrupting your conversation but... is there any chance that you have some sort of remedy for hangovers?" You ask, massaging your forehead with the hope that it would help. 

"(Fake Name)! Didn't know you were awake." Hercules says. "But... what's a hangover?" He adds, furrowing his thick eyebrows at you. Crap. That word wasn't coined until the 1900s.

"O-oh um... it's a word my people use to call the after-math of drinking.." You explain, stuffing your hands into your coat pockets. "Oh! In that case," Lafayette perks up as he suddenly gets up to head to another room. A few moments later, he comes back with two glasses, one filled with what looked to be water and the other filled with a yellowish liquid.

"Here, I'll give you some vinaigre (vinegar) and you need to drink it all, okay?" Your eyes widen in disbelief as he continues explaining. "Then after that, you'll do water. That usually does the trick for me." He says and you nod slowly, still on the fence about it.

Could drinking vinegar help? Was this proven true yet? Were they playing a prank? You couldn't exactly tell since well, you weren't exactly "experienced" in getting drunk. But it wasn't like drinking it would cause your death. Deciding to stop being squeamish about it, you mumble a quick 'merci' (thanks) and adjust your mask slightly so you can just be able to drink it. You instantly grimace, sticking your tongue out in disgust. After snatching the glass of water and chugging it down, you stare at the boys. "Never. Again." 

Lafayette and Hercules laugh at your reaction. "It is not great but hey, at least it gets the job done," Laf says, taking a couple of deep breaths as you put the glass down. Herc goes up to you and rubs your back, as he adds on. "If you still don't feel good, you can go try freshening up. Bathroom's close to the guestroom-turned- workroom, which was where you slept. As for a new set of clothes, you can just borrow some of mine. I don't mind." Herc says as you nod, grateful for both his and Laf's kind gestures. Well, the vinegar-water cure certainly does work. You could feel the pain and dizziness start to fade away, hopefully for good this time. Although maybe you would take up Herc on that offer.

As you practically begin dreaming at the thought of water getting rid of the dirt and tension in your body, Lafayette stares at the other two that were still sleeping. You shake your head and see him slowly going closer and poking Alex's cheek repeatedly. "Oi, vous les amoureux (you lovers), it is time to shine and rise." He calls as he alternates between poking the cheeks of Alex and Laurens. "It's 'rise and shine', Laf." You correct and you sit down, wanting to see where this is going. He then starts gently slapping them.