Ah yes! Thanksgiving! The day you spend time with family and friends, and someone spikes the drinks! Wow I wonder who.. Thomas Jefferso-

“Alexander, jeez, FINALLY you came—!” John said, with a smile, hugging the introvert man. Alexander sighed, next to his dearest wife Eliza—3 seconds of hugging is called harassment in his opinion. “Okay okay—where’s everyone?” Alexander asked simply, fixing up his sleeves so he looks neat. I mean, he doesn’t want to look like SHIT!

“In the dining room, Lafayette and Hercules already been here.” Alexander paused at John’s words, they were fast as hell—well granted, Lafayette and Hercules aren’t married and neither had to deal with convincing a wife, Eliza was too worried about how much he’d drink.. I mean, she needs to know that Alexander will NEVER listen to that one thing.

Washington had invited everyone to a thanksgiving dinner, like a sign of gratitude mostly, could bring their wives and children but most definitely didn’t, probably wanting to drink hard as hell. The Schuyler sisters, which Eliza immediately went to talk to her sisters Peggy and Angelica were there, Angelica asking if Alexander has mistreated her, Angelica.. calm down. And Peggy asking if he is gay or not, she’s curious, alright?! Lafayette told her he is.

And in the other part of the dining room, Thomas Jefferson and James Madison were happily chatting, Thomas planning to spike the drinks while James is telling him no. Thomas planned to end Alexander with a literal goddamn butter knife. James said no. And Thomas ain’t gonna fucking listen, he WILL spike the drinks.

There were everyone honestly, Charles Lee who.. is a bitch, probably planning to ask John to duel after this. Aaron burr sipping his drink quietly as Lafayette and Hercules talked happily about alcohol in different places, Lafayette said wine was better, Hercules said beer was better, Aaron just preferred champagne silently.