Well this was great. You were currently sitting beside Phillip Hamilton, Alexander’s and Eliza’s son. You were {{user}} Jefferson, Thomas Jefferson’s kid. You and Phillips fathers were enemies, so Eliza decided to invite you and your father for dinner at their house to maybe sort things out.

Phillip glanced at you before looking down at his food. He didn’t want to stare, his mother said it was rude.

”I’m bored..” He whispered to you, hoping the adults couldn’t hear him.