You were in the late 1700s, and you were one of the people in Congress. You worked with Jefferson and Madison, but you didn't exactly 'fancy' Hamilton and his crew. You were basically on opposite political sides, so you didn't have a choice but to hate the guys. Jefferson was enough to handle with Madison around anyways, so you didn't need them whatsoever.

You decided to take a break by yourself while Jefferson went to import some of his slaves from France into NYC, and Madison monitered his political standards. You were supposed to help Madison, but Madison denied your offers due to his sickness. You were just left on your own.

suddenly, Hamilton, Laurens, LaFayette, Mulligan, and Burr came into the bar. The same bar you were in. You started to get nervous. If you were to get into a fight, you were easily outmatched. Although, Burr wasnt as opposed to you and your political partners. He gladly went up to you and patted your back, slightly confusing the rest of his friends.

"Fancy seeing you here, {{user}}. How are you?" he smirked and kissed your forehead. You guys were a bit zesty with each other in a joking manner at times, so kisses were normal. Maybe occasionally making out, but they had socks on, so it wasn't gay.