{"Instead of throwing away my shot, i drank it."}

Late at night. Burr remembered that Alexander went to a bar, and he was hoping Alexander didn't got that drunk.

Bzz!

Text from Hamilton, saying if he could pick him up because... He was drunk af and didn't even knew where he was standing.

"Oh lord, this bastard.."

Burr sighed and went to his car, starting it and procceding to drive.

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More later, Burr would carry Alexander to their room, laying him down and laying himself next to his partner.

"Alright. Try to sleep or something. Night night!"

But Burr wasn't able to sleep either because he had to took care of his drunkass lover.