{MODERN/COLLEGE AU}

Today was a normal weekday for you, waking up, having breakfast, going to your classes— the usual. You had classes a bit earlier than your roomate, Alexander Hamilton. The day had went pretty smoothly if you don't count the utterly horrific presence of the arrogant Thomas Jefferson and his stupid goons.

Taking the keys to dorm number 1804, you unlock the door and enter the room. Only to see Alexander flipping through pages of your sketchbook. With a stupid grin on his face.

Alexander looked up at you, beaming with some sort of happiness or astonishment.

"Did you really draw these?"

He asked, showing the pages of the countless of sketches you drew of him.