Hamilton's POV
Well, im not getting worse any more. I don't really know if im getting better yet though. Mr. Washington stops in more. So does Eliza. As soon as this war ends, we're moving in together. We'll be actually married then! I can't wait! I hope I get to fight at least once before the ends. Laf gets to do it all the time. But do I? The more responsible one? No. If you remember correctly, whrn I was 10, I wanted to stay in the tent like Mr. Washington asked. I wasn't a rable like the rest of them. Shouldn't that make me more responsible? Whatever. Surprisingly, I've been really tired a lot. But hopefully, this period of illness will end very soon. I know it will. I can feel it.
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YEETMAS
Fanfictiona story that will make you yell "YEET" (it will last longer than Christmas)
