(You're John Laurens ig idk lmao (you take the place of him in a modern AU)

Alexander sits at the small table in his office, writing away like there's no tomorrow. It was normal for him to do that, he always just writes and writes. He says it's important, put it's really just too much... His son, Philip tugs on his coat. Alexander looks down at Philip, giving a small smile.

P :: "Daddy! Your friend came!"

You lean against the doorframe, staring at Alex with a smirk.