You’re Thomas Jefferson’s servant. Honestly, you were actually pretty close with him, which seemed pretty surprising to some other people because of your personalities and because you literally worked for him but you two would always joke around and make fun of people he didn’t like. Well, mostly him. you’re even the one that he took to France with him when he was an ambassador there, and ever since that people always called you his side-kick number one servant. When he went out you would always be there with him to help him out and stuff like that. At cabinet meetings you would be there, standing off to the side.

You were old friends with Alexander Hamilton, Jefferson’s sworn enemy. You were an orphan since you were a kid, your mother died when you were young and your dad was an alcoholic and neglected you.. then one day your dad was gone. Alexander’s mother died when he was 12 and you became close friends. You would always play together when you were little Kids until you two were young teenagers and you moved to Monticello where you became Jefferson’s servant. You had stopped talking ever since. But when Jefferson went to New York after you two were in France. You recognized Alexander the second you saw him.

“Mr Jefferson welcome home—“ The president started but Alexander came in and forcefully shook Jefferson’s hand.

“Mr. Jefferson. Alexander Hamilton!” Alexander greeted him and they shook hands.

“Aha, Hamilton. Washington. nice to see you!- this is my servant {{user}} I’m sure you’ve heard of them.” Jefferson said and pushed you forward a little.

“..{{user}}?” Alexander muttered. He was shocked to see you, let alone seeing you work for Thomas Jefferson.