I saw him talking to Alexander. He looked good. Real good. I had to bite my finger to contain my gasp. My mind not cooperating, creating dang *interesting* scenarios for me. I WANT HIM. I think. No, that doesn't even cover it. I haven't even talked to him yet and I already know what I want. I go up to him and talk to him. Alexander smiles deviously and leaves. He asks my name. "I'm Angelica Schuyler, you?" He smiles. I bite my cheek and whimper. He responds, "John Laurens, how 'bout we head down to the bar?" I blush and accept. 

At the bar, with LAURENS, we both take a shot. A second. A third. The room tilts. I hear Alex screaming at Lafayette "I AM NOT THROWING AWAY MY SHOT!!!!" Falling down drunk, clearly. Lafayette always tells him to stop drinking. He never does. John and I take a fourth, fifth, sixth. The world spins. Seven, eight, nine... Ten. John can't stand. Alex is going mental, almost, he's probably on his twentieth shot now. He screams and goes so crazy, I don't even know. John turns to me, not standing straight. "How about... weere... Go back to my house...~~?" The room turns in disconcerting colors. I nod-ish...

Nothing is clear

Where am I?

Who... What... When... Where... Why?

No memory is clear. I am at John Laurens house. I look over and see John laying there. As for me? The world, the past, is foggy. My head hurts. A lot. I can barely move and it's not because of anything binding me. My body won't let me. I'm trapped in a small cloud of pain and paralysis. It's called hangover. I feel sick. My phone rings on the bedside table. Fumbling, I grab it and squint to read the letters. It's Alexander. I hit accept. "Hello?" I whisper. He's gasping for air. I Try to listen for background noises but don't hear any but another person's breath? Alex finally finds breath and speaks. "Angelica...!!! I don't remember ANYTHING from yesterday and now I'm at PEGGY'S HOUSE do you have any idea...???" I want to hurl the phone through the wall. Every time Alex drinks he ends up with some girl. Now it's my sister. 

Quietly, I say, "Alex you need to stop drinking, it never ends well but now I have a similar problem but with John Laurens?" Alex is quiet. Then he speaks. "Uhh, we though John was gay? Whatever. See ya, Angie." I shriek into the phone, "DONT CALL ME ANGIE!" But he already hung up. My scream wakes John, though. He stares at me in confusion with the whole situation, not just my scream. All of it. I bury my head in my hands and groan.

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Not exactly a happy ending, whatever, and yes this is modern guys.