South Park in Hamilton because I have no life.

Winter's ball and Helpless (chapter 7)

Yey, two birds with one stone. Also, the fact about Martha Washington naming a tomcat after Hamilton? Started by the British, making it highly unlikely. Now Americans, learn Finnish history since I have learned yours.
~Eko.
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How does the bastard, orphan, daughter of a whore Go on and on... Grow into more of a phenomenon? Watch this obnoxious, arrogant, loudmouth bother, be seated at the right hand of the father! Black hires Testaburger right on sight. But Testaburger still wants to fight, not write! Now Testaburger's skill with a quill is undeniable But what do we have in common?

"Okay. If you're so great, do the men love you," I say jokingly.

"Oh I'm very popular with the-," Wendy says.

"Men," we all say.

There is a noticeable silence from Nichole. Her father has said she had a disinterest in men and devoted attention to females instead. That's not as accepted as me liking men, actually, not at all. But as a feminist, I support.

"We've got looks! Proximity to power," I say.

Token laughs.

"Men!" The others say.

They delighted and distracted her... they always did. Token's wife named her feral tomcat after her.

"1780," Everyone says.

"A winter's ball! And those boys are the envy of all. Yo, if you can marry one, you're rich, kid," I tell Wendy.

"Is it a question of if, Tucker or which one?" Wendy asks.

Nichole falls flat. Wendy smiles at her.

"Read my letters," Wendy says kindly.

Nichole blushes, nodding softly. I won't tell, they deserve the privacy here.

~POV change to Stan!~

We laugh at Kyle as he is dazzling in the room until some people walk in. I spit out my drink at the sight. The girl is a fucking angel. Beauty in human form! Goddamnit Eros! Could have spared me?

"Ohh, I do I do I do I—," I sing, putting a hand on my heart.

Leo looks over and smirks.

"Hey hey hey hey," He sings back.

"Dooo!" I sing.

"Hey! Hey hey hey hey!" Leo sings again.

We do this when someone is absolutely gorgeous! Oh my Goodness!

"Ohh, I do I do I do I—," I sing.

"Hey hey hey hey," Leo sings.

"Dooo!" I sing.

"Girl you got me," I sing.

"Hey hey hey hey," Leo sings.

"Helpless," I say.

I point to the girl, smiling oh so brightly.