Hi peoples! I'm writing this on July 12, therefore, exactly 214 years after Hamilton died. For him, I'm using this image. We love you Ham! Idk if I'll post this on the same day.

Sorry guys! I know I haven't posted for a while, but I got some bad writers block for a couple of days.

Angelica, You, and Eliza stopped in your tracks. You just sorta stared at Peggy who was blushing madly. She seemed very uncomfortable. It was Eliza who broke the silence with a happy squeal. "Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Peggy! Yay!" She twirled her sister around. You giggled along with Angelica. "Yes, I like Mulligan, and Y/n, I need advice." Said Peggy. "Advice? What kind?" You asked.

"What does he like?"

"Well," You thought for a second, "He likes fabrics... oh! Horses! He loves horses!"

"I think he has enough fabrics, and I can't just give him a horse." Peggy sighed. "Peggy! He loves flowers!" You exclaimed. "Yes! Flowers! That should be easy!" Peggy bounced on her toes like a little kid. "Hey, Y/n. We've been so caught up on Peggy's new love," She looked back at Peggy, smiling, "that we haven't talked about that guy you kissed."

"Oh Yeah!" Eliza nudged you with her elbow. You blushed a bright red "Darn it! I thought you guys forgot." A small pain on your cheek made you hesitate.

Peggy joined in. "Y/n, we are the queens of gossip. We don't forget important things, like our best friend kissing someone, and the winters ball. Now give us some deets!"

You sighed in defeat. "Fine, it was Laurens." The sisters raised their eyebrows, then erupted into a chaotic mess of 'I knew it!''s and 'Oh my gosh''s. You finally got them to calm down enough to walk home.

"Man! I'm starving!" You exclaimed the minuet you walked through the door. "Oh! That's right! We never got you some thing to eat!" Angelica face palmed. Eliza made you a quick snack. "I made it instead of our cook, because I wanna learn how to do things like housework and baking so I'll be ready for the future.

While you were eating, the sisters waited outside the dining room discussing something seemingly important. You toucher your cheek which was starting to hurt again. You had no idea why.

When you were done, Angelica and Peggy were waiting for you, but Eliza was nowhere to be found. "Hey guys! Where's Eliza?" You asked. Peggy tried not to laugh, but was failing very badly. Angelica smiled normally. "She's out.... running errands." She said. You couldn't tell if you should believe them or not.

Eliza came home shortly, but she had brought someone back with her. The middle sister was dragging the poor person. "Okay Eliza! Can you let go now? You're cutting off my blood circulation!" A man's voice said. You immediately knew who it was. You rushed to the front door. "Laurens!" You smiled, giving him a hug once Eliza let go of his arm. "Y/n! I didn't know you were here!" He exclaimed, hugging you back. You heard Peggy quietly chanting from the background, "kiss! kiss! kiss!" You turned your head to glare at her.

Eliza patted you and John on the back. "Alright, lovebirds! I'll go make lunch."

You laughed to yourself and shook your head. "I knew this was gonna happen sometime or later."

"Okay so know I know the reason Eliza dragged me here with no explanation whatsoever." He laughed too. "Well, now I see that it was definitely worth it." 

Suddenly, the pain in your cheek came back. You hand flew up to it, but then you quickly set it down. Laurens still noticed. "Y/n, what's that?" He asked, cupping your cheek and gently touching the spot where it hurt. "So you mean it's visible?" You asked nervously. "Yeah, well-" He cut himself off, and his eyes widened. "You know Alex told me about that one week when I was in the hospital. He told me you never left my side. You didn't eat or sleep much. He also told me that you were being stubborn about a bullet graze on your face." He looked at you, worry in his eyes. "Y/n, did you ever get it cleaned?"

"Um.." You thought back. "Well not really. One nurse sorta dabbed it with a cloth, but besides that, I haven't touched it."

"Does it hurt at all?" He asked. "Yes actually, a lot." You replied. "Why all the questions?"

John looked at you in a way that you knew that this small cut could be deadly. Laurens took your hand. "Y/n, I think the cut is infected."