Ah yes, Thomas was president. Pfft, you think he wasn’t happy? Sure, lots of responsibility but I mean, he enjoyed it quite well (probably for power). And James Madison, his absolute best friend, is his vice president. Lovely match, no? But, came that was.. Alexander’s death.

That bloody duel.

Some rumor that Thomas forgave Aaron. Some… well, most, believe not.

Thomas was sitting beside James at a table, along with person (probably a politician as well), reading through the papers, that Alexander once wrote, when he is or.. used to be, Secretary of the Treasury.

“Tch, what was Hamilton even thinking when he wrote this?”

Thomas said, looking at the writing like is stupid glancing at one of the papers in his hand, as James was just writing (used to the annoyed tactic of his).

The man scoffed with a sly smile, “A pity really, that he was able to sink his claws so deep in the national treasury. We ought to thank burr.”

”For killing him before he could do any more damage.”

Thomas froze, what? That, was the breaking point for him. He stood up and slammed his hands on the table, making the man startled. “Hamilton has done more for this country in 10 years than you could ever possibly accomplish in your entire LIFETIME.!”

“THOMAS.” James yelled, laying his hand on his shoulder, trying to calm down Thomas. Thomas shook his hand off, mumbling, ‘excuse me.’

He walked into that old cabinet meeting room, yes—that one. He could remember him and Alexander always fighting, debating like hell. While Washington was so done with them. Alexander was always yelling and fighting, and Thomas only admits it now, his words were.. mostly true.

“YOU MUST BE OUT OF YOUR GODDAMN MIND, IF YOU THINK-” He remembered Alexander once yelling, now dead, Thomas could almost chuckle.. but, with more sadness than amusement.

Thomas smiled.. weakly, trying to calm himself down, stroking his hair and shakily breathing. He attempted to hold in his tears, that threaten to fall.

”I must be out of my goddamn mind..”