He was a billionaire, I was a bellboy, can I make it anymore obvious? It all started one fateful afternoon in summer of 2012. I was working as a bellboy at the Trump Hotel in Hong Kong on an internship program. This was my first time in a big city. It was all I could have ever dreamed of, and more. But little did I know, it was all about to change. Follow me on twitter.com/aguywithnolife Please note, this story may contain mature humor that isn't suitable for all ages.

It was just a normal debate between Hamilton and Jefferson. James was there to support Jefferson and back him up against Hamilton. Everything was going fine. Until a drunken man walks into the room and shoots James right in the side.... Will James recover? How will Jefferson go about? What will Hamilton do? Read to find out.... (Completed♡) (In the times of the 1700s) Rankings: #2 in debate as of August 2,2018 #1 in possibledeath as of August 2, 2018