Yo yo yo, hello there beautiful human. This note is gonna be a bit long but please stick with me.
This chapter sucks. There, I said it. Its sole purpose was to introduce literally one character, and the entire first 3/4 are so boring and blocky and ugh. So consider yourself warned. (I also didn't really edit that well, so I'm sure that helps).
Also, forgot to say this yesterday. Here's who is who:
Alexandra is Alexander Hamilton, Peter is Peggy Schuyler, Elijah is Eliza Schuyler, Angelo is Angelica Schuyler, Martin is Martha Washington, Georgia is George Washington, Lafayette is Lafayette, Jen is John, and Heracles (yes, I am aware that is still a 'guy name') is Hercules
AND_PETER is Peter, and hammyham is Alex
Trigger Warnings: Mention of a PTSD flashback, PTSD service dog, anxiety
Disclaimer: I don't have PTSD nor anxiety, so if anything is depicted incorrectly, please tell me!
AND_PETER: so lemme get this straight
AND_PETER: gay*
AND_PETER: you met erin burr, THE erin burr, had a shitty flashback, three new people were there, all of which were hot but especially this really emo skater gurl, and then ran out
AND_PETER: dam babe, thats a lot, im sorry
hammyham: Damn*. And it's okay, Peggy was there. Just kinda disappointed I wasn't able to catch the girl's name.
AND_PETER: hey, its not your fault tho, k? i gtg, ttyl
hammyham: Bye.
AND_PETER: toodles
3:47 pm
Alex was sitting at a table. She was reading something, but what, she did not know. A newspaper? A book? Subtitles on the news? The light that shined through the windows was almost too bright.
A tea kettle started screaming from a room that she knew to be the kitchen. The screech was not a warning siren, nor someone dying, nor her own cry. To her, it was just a ready kettle.
She reached out and touched the kettle, only slightly aware that she had moved rooms. She chuckled at her mistake and pulled her hand away, but it didn't burn. She didn't scold herself for the moment of stupidity. She poured some tea into her mug, but all that came out was coffee. She took a drink.
Alex starts awake from her dream, sitting up from her position bent over her desk. A hiss escapes her mouth as her spine pops. She must've fallen asleep while writing. Looking out the tiny window, she sees the sun is quite a bit lower than it had been at 4. What time is it?
The clock on the desk reads 6:28 pm. Maybe it was time to grab some food, yeah?
She makes to walk towards the door when there's a soft whine from the bed. Right. Peggy. Her service dog.
Peggy comes on command and allows Alex to leash her after fetching her owner's phone from the desk. Alex grabs the phone and wipes the slobber from the screen with her baggy shirt.
"Good girl."
The cafe is slightly fuller than it had been that morning. There's a short line by the counter in the back, and a few students sitting at the red booths.
They're all looking at you. And judging you, don't forget. Alex raises her hand to bite at her knuckles, but Peggy nudges her leg softly. I bet they think it's weird that you have a dog. I bet they know why, too. I mean, it's obvious, she's Peggy's got her vest on and everything-
"Oh, my god, that dog is too cute! Is she a boxer? Oh my god, I bet she is!" a voice squeaks out. Peggy looks at her before snapping her head back to the front, trying to pay attention. Good girl.
"Um, yeah, she is." Alex stammers out, ducking her head. If they weren't looking before they definitely are now.
If there is one thing Alex does not like, it's confrontation. Yet something in her stomach flares with anger, telling her to correct this girl. Couldn't she just read the vest? It clearly states do not distract the dog.
"Can I pet her, oh she's so cute, omigod." The girl takes a step forward, hand reaching out, and Alex's flight or fight mode kicks in. Her eyes are darting around, looking for an exit, looking for help.
"Actually, you can't pet her. That's a service dog, but you'd know that if you took the time to read the large red letters on her vest." a voice calls out from behind the counter, and Alex's eyes land on Elijah. Thank god. Her shoulders immediately release some of their tension, calming at the sight of a familiar face.
"Oh. Oh. I am so sorry, babe, I didn't know." The girl's apology is tinted in shock and pity. There's nothing worse than pity (except maybe confrontation). Now it's her turn to look for exits.
"It's okay. Just check to read things next time." Alex forces herself to look up at the girl and smooths out the stutters in her voice.
The girl nods curtly, brown eyes wide, and shuffles away. Alex lets out a breath she wasn't aware she was holding and meets Elijah's proud gaze.
"Yes, girl!" he mouths from behind the counter, making a smile ghost her lips. He gestures to the clock behind the counter, then holds up his hand, five fingers spread out.
Five more minutes. Got it. Alex nods and goes to sit at one of the booths, still itching as though everyone was looking.
Calm down. This is a cafe, everyone's with friends, why would they be looking at you?
Deep breath in, deep breath out. Alex takes a seat at a booth in the far corner. Peggy goes underneath the table, where Alex has her lay down.
To pass the time, Alex gets out her phone and scrolls through Tumblr.
"Lex! A little help?"
The girl in question looks up to see Elijah trying to balance a tea, a coffee, and like five sandwiches in his hands like the truely talented guy he is.
Talented at being comically stupid, of course.
"Dude, why didn't you get a tray?" Alex's lips turn up into an amused smile, making her eyes crease as she stands up to help her friend. She catches a glimpse of brown eyes looking at her from the other side of the cafe and suddenly shrinks back.
Elijah, bless his heart, sees this, and tries to take her attention off of the stranger. "Oh my god, I'm so stupid. I completely forgot, what the hell." If Elijah's hands weren't full, he would've facepalmed. Actually, maybe he should anyway. He's sure she'd laugh.
Alex tsks at him before taking the sandwiches from his hands. "Even though you work here, I'm pretty sure you're not allowed to just steal food." The snacks smell delicious, though, so is she really complaining?
"Sh, don't blow my cover! You get to eat this food, be happy." Elijah takes a massive bite from his sandwich while muttering about some ungrateful brats Alex is sure she has no connection to. She snorts softly, making him grin.
"Yo, manners, ever heard of them? Don't smile while you have food in your mouth, that's disgusting!" Alex laughs.
Elijah just sticks out his (food-covered) tongue.
"Why am I friends with an uncultured swine?" She says to the ceiling of the cafe, but there's a smile gracing her face.
A quiet whine interjects before Elijah can say another ridiculous thing, like how well mannered he is. "Pegs, you know I can't give you human food."
"Actually, you wanna go outside? We could let her have some exercise and eat at one of the picnic tables or something." Elijah suggested.
"Wow, was that a good idea coming from Elijah Schuyler? Hold up, gotta see if pigs are flying, gimme a sec."
"Oh, shut up, I'm the smartest, and you know that."
"Uh-huh, and what's Angelo have to say about that, hm?"
"He'd say it's completely and utterly fact." Elijah gathers the snacks and drinks and starts walking towards the door, head high in mock arrogance. She watches him for a few seconds and marvels at how easy it is for him to be confident. Peggy nudges her from beneath the table, effectively getting slobber on her leggings.
"Alright, fine, let's go."
Ha. Ha. Ha. What a great ending, am I right? So well brought to a good closing, no? Ha ha ha ha ha nope.
Well, I hope you're more satisfied than Angelica. If you didn't check out yesterday's note thingy, I'd recommend you do so. Like right now. I SAID NOW.
Wow, sorry for the outburst. This is cringey. Bye you sneaky alien.
xxstella