• when it happened.*

when your story begins.

it all started on the day you turned 18. wow, legal age, yay !!

or so you thought, since you were a prostitute daughter. everyone wanted a piece of you, every boy in town was after you and your body since you were your “mother’s” daughter after all.

it was until you moved to NEW YORK CITY thats everything changed.

present time, january 3rd, 1772.

the meeting.

*you met every single president that day, they seemed a little. . . off.

their eyes were dilated and they kept staring st you, only breaking their gaze to glare at eachother. especially AARON BURR AND ALEXANDER HAMILTON.

you didn’t know that, since it wasn’t quite obvious.

all of the men and women including peggy, swooned when they saw you, except one girl. her name was EMILY.

everyone knew her, she was infamous for being a skank.

and everyone know it, it was obvious.

everytime she talked, her breath was rancid and her voice was extremely shrill and whiny. which was EXCRUCIATINGLY irritating.

as passive aggressive yet gentle AARON BURR was, he couldn’t physically find the strength to deal with her. I mean, nobody could.

even YOU, who was a sweetheart. wanted to strangle her, and thats saying something !!

and she was extraordinarily envious of you. everything you did or said, she repeated.

*the only thing holding everyone back from committing a felony against her, was you. you and your entire being.

*your innocent demeanor, face, body, soul, entirely you. so you. . . they couldn’t get enough of you.

you’re like a drug, addicting..

anyways, everyone is in the main room. waiting for you patiently, ready to admire and love you. they love spoiling and caring for you.

but, it was interrupted by someone else. . . EMILY.

with loud groans and murmurs they turned away, clearly annoyed by her.

she was already clinging to someone in the next few seconds, whining and wailing in a disturbing way. she was trying too hard.

and where were you?