(it's currently a school night at 11:36 I should really be in bed right now)
Hamilton has been awake for about a week. He is perfectly functional doing just fine, But the bags under his eyes just get darker and darker. Yes Hamilton was tired but he had too much work to do. He was not going to bed, not even for his well-being he had to help this war.
But of course one night he had fallen asleep at his desk, and somebody just happened to notice. Washington draped a blanket over Hamilton . Then Washington sat on his own cot and went to bed.
The next morning Washington would scold the boy for staying up late again. Hamilton awoke the next morning at his desk working again, and acting as if nothing happened. Hamilton had just seemed to notice the blanket draped across his arms. He looked at Washington's cot.
Washington awoken only 15 minutes later. Washington decided to ask the question he already knew the answer to "son have you been getting rest". Hamilton stood up to answer the question.
But then after, found himself fainting into Washington's arms.
Washington went protective mode.
Hamilton woke up hours later, but to his surprise he was in his cot.
Washington was sitting in a chair watching Hamilton. Hamilton looked at Washington like a child who's been caught taking cookies from a cookie jar.(sorry I'm bad at analogies)
Hamilton speaks in a weary voice " I - hello sir" Washington gives Hamilton a look, then replies with "Hamilton when is the last time you've rested"?
Hamilton tries to make an excuse "I-uh-I have rested sir". "That's not what I asked" Washington was starting to get suspicious. "I-sir-I-um-well-I-don't know"
Washington sighed and rub his hand over his face " son we've talked about this" Hamilton sighed as his eyelids got heavier and heavier, Hamilton eventually fell asleep again.
This time Hamilton awoke to an annoyed general. Then Washington began "son you need to get rest"
He sighed at the response he got "not your son" then Hamilton made his statement "and I'm fine sir I'm getting enough sleep". "And How much sleep is that"? Hamilton looked at the ground, "I - but-" he said. "Alexander" Washington huffed, "sir I'm capable of working without a lot of sleep" Washington sighed "that will get you sick". Hamilton sounded a little angry when saying "I won't get sick, and if I do I'm still one soldier" Washington was shocked at what Hamilton just said. " One soldier"?Hamilton looked at Washington with a confused look. "You can't believe that's were you lie in usefulness". Hamilton sighed and tilted his head down. "Why-but I mean, you know that's not true. your value to this war is very important. I won't have you throw your life away from exhaustion"

Hamilton smiled at Washington and hugged him. "too bed with you then" Hamilton smiled laid on his cot and went to bed "good night sir".
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*Yeah I know this story went nowhere*
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