Hamilton's POV
Urgh. I feel like sitting here is just mami g me feel worse. I haven't felt this bad since.... Ever! Why.... Ugh... *knock knock* someone wants to see me?
"Alex?"
"Eliza! Am I glad to see you!"
"Me too. How do you feel?"
"Fine."
"Really?"
"Sure."
"*sigh* Well... So... Why are you here?"
"Umm... I don't know. They won't tell me." But I will find out. It can't be that bad... Right?
"..but, whatever I'm sick with, I'm sure I'll be fine soon."
"Okay. I better not hear about you sneaking away, fighting, or anything while your healing. It could hurt you."
"Okay, okay. I'll see what I can do. No promises."
"Promise me."
"Ugh. Okay, I promise."
"Good. Now heal up. I'll stop by in the afternoon with some soup. Rest, Alex."
"I'll try!" No I won't. We both know im not going to rest until I know why I'm here. But.. I shouldn't worry Eliza. Maybe a nap will do me some good.
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YEETMAS
Fanfictiona story that will make you yell "YEET" (it will last longer than Christmas)
