Hamilton's POV
Uugh. Well, I can stand up now. And I'm really glad I'm recovering! I just wish Laf would get off my back though! It's like he thinks I'm a little kid, or stupid. IM NOT STUPID. Every ten minutes, Laf rushes in here to make sure I didn't die, or don't need anything. (He's like Nightwing and Red Robin! Sorry.)
I wonder if he'll even leave me alone when I have healed. My other friends are gone. Herc went back to New York in his apprenticeship, and Lauren's is in south Carolina, 'redefining bravey' as he says. But I'm just stuck here. Basically alone! Okay, I'm not alone at all, but I feel alone. I mean, I'm not gonna be like 'hey Laf, help me sneak out!' He'd be all like
'No!!' And probably tell Mr. Washington. I wouldn't dare ask Eliza to help me escape. I don't really feel like dying, thank you very much. I'm just really excited to finally leave here without being kidnapped. I can't wait.
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YEETMAS
Fanfictiona story that will make you yell "YEET" (it will last longer than Christmas)
