<TRIGGER WARNING: a lot of Burr puns>

I open the door on Hamilton's recording in all respects mocking me.

"Smile more."

"Hah," I scoff with the recording.

Awh, damnit, there are people here. That's the bad thing about parties.

"Heyyyyyy Jordan!" Victor shouts from the kitchen.

"How'd you know it was me...?" I ask. There's no view from the stove to the entryway.

"Uhh my spi-Burr senses were tingling," Victor smirks, reaching for a fist-bump from Teagan.

"HISS," I say, "ONLY I MUST MAKE BURR PUNS."

"Ohh sick Burr-n, you tell'em."

I shoot a glare at Azai.

"STOP STEALING MY THUN-BURR!" I shout.

"Why she even brings the thun-Burr.." Victor sniggers under his breath.

"Guys these puns are becoming un-Burr-able," Teagan says melodramatically.

Aindriú joins in, "GET BACK TO WORK! WE HAVE A MOVIE NIGHT TO PREPARE FOR."

"But-" Teagan interrupts.

"With all due respect, I thought those were Burr-fectly timed," Deja says timidly.

"That's it! I'm out."

"Wait it's your house-" Teagan starts.

"Nope. I'm out." Aindriú walks out the front door, presumably to go sit on the porch steps and feel sorry for himself.

"Well what a rude-ass," I comment. There is a short stretch of silence before Teagan renews the Burr vibe.

"Yeah he didn't see that you have to look inside Burr-self to see the true puns," he says philosophically.

Everybody lets out their pent-up laughter. I'm almost doubled over. But the recording Burr has other plans.

"No one else was in the room where it happened, the room where it happened, the room where it happened," I speak almost unconsciously. "No one else was in the room where it happened, the room where it happened, the room where it happened, no one really knows how the game is played, the art of the trade, how the sausage gets made. We just assume that it happens - but no one else is in the room where it happens."

"Thomas claims"

"Alexander was on Washington's doorstep one day in distress and disarray," Victor says.

"Thomas claims"

"Alexander said," he continues.

"I've nowhere else to turn"

"And basically BEGGED me to join the fray," he claims (eyyyyyy).

"Thomas claims"

"I approached Madison and said "I know you hate him, but let's hear what he has to say," wow why is Victor lines this much.

"Thomas claims"

"Well, I arranged the meeting. I arranged the menu, the venue, the seating," he says in the customary 'not-to-brag-but-heh-look-I'm-bragging' voice.

"BUT-" I say, glad to get my song back, "No one else was in the room where it happened, the room where it happened, the room where it happened," I continue singing on autopilot.

<Time skip brought to you by UEIRYEYAij>

"Awhhhh yeah!" Aindriú exclaims as The Story Of Tonight begins to play, "I get a lit song all to my-"

He is cut off, of course, by the back door swinging open to reveal another revolutionary.

(I just want to thank y'all who actually read my stories, I know I'm trash but I like this universe, so meh kill me. Anywho, if anyone knows they're in there and wants a shoutout in their character's next chapter *cough* Lafayette *cough* just lemme know. Comments from anyone mean the world to me, so please, let me know what you think. Also, I'm modifying previously posted chapters so each of them fit with the same game I play with ALL of my schoolwork. Well now that this author's note is longer than the chapter, maybe I should end it XD

-Jeff)