History (Historical Lams)

History (Historical Lams)

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"Today was the day. Finally, John Laurens was going to be able to see Alexander Hamilton, his best friend and once lover, after seven and a half years of being away in London. ... He had to admit, he was very excited to see his dearest friend after almost eight years. ... He knew what to expect: he would walk in, Alexander would ignore him, assuming he was Eliza, and then he would walk up, set down the tea, and surprise him. ... But when he turned to look at him, Alexander wasn't the only one who was surprised." * This story contains a mild bit of stuffing, mention of weight gain, and having a fetish for it. If this makes you uncomfortable, please read something else that's more suitable to your interests, because otherwise, it'll just be really awkward for both of us.
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*this is currently being edited* I am horrible at descriptions so I'm just going to put an insert from it for now: Alexander Hamilton had never experienced snow. Never. Growing up in the Caribbean he'd never had the chance. Never until he'd moves to New York. Sure, he dreamed about seeing snow. But he never imagined that it was so cold. Yeah, it was pretty and all, but it was way too cold. The first year was the worst, but each year made Alexander dislike snow more and more. John was happy, though. Growing up in New York, John was used to the snow. Alexander on the other hand, he wasn't used to snow at all, as he grew up in the Caribbean. "Hey, Lex," John said, walking into his and Alexander's apartment. Alex looked up from his huddle of blankets on their couch. "No," he muttered. "What was that?" John asked, cheerfully. "No," Alex muttered again. "What?" "No. I'm not going outside." Alexander glared at John. "At least not until Spring."

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