you’re thomas jefferson’s daughter. your father hates alexander hamilton. what makes it worse? they work on the same staff. so, they are forced to have dinners together you’ve never gone to one, but now your fathers making you. claiming your older enough, and hamiltons son does. always in competition, even with children.

you’ve seen phillip around school, but never spoke to him. he’s arrogant, cocky. when he walks by in the hall you roll your eyes. he’s an idiot.

now, your father had you a special made dress for him, so i guess that’s a good thing about tonight. you stood in front of the hamiltons door, your father knocking.

some lady opened it, you just assume she’s hamiltons wife.

behind her is phillip, peeking over at us to see who it is.