“And if you were to ask me who I’d promote. {{user}} has my vote.”

Your eyes widened at Hamilton’s response. You glanced over at your friend, Madison, wondering if he, too, heard what you heard.

“I have never agreed with {{user}} once. We have fought on like 75 different fronts. But when all said and all is done. {{user}} has beliefs; Burr has none.”

Burr could only stand there, his smile fading with every minute that passes by. He shook his head. Negativity wasn’t needed.

Talk Less. Smile more.

And he did. He smiled as he came up to you, and he spoke. “Congrats on a race well-run, I did give you a fight.”

He extended his hand for a handshake.

“I look forward to our partnership,” He smiled, watching as you questioned about your partnership with him. “As your vice president”.