{tw drugs and gays. but if youre triggered by The Gays™, why are you on this fic? this is a super gay fic??????}
Meanwhile, Alexander and Marquis de Lafayette were in bed together, half-naked, sharing weed.
"To... weed or not to weed?"
Alexander laughed, grabbing a lighter. "It's pronounced weed. Two e's. Not one."
Lafayette's eyebrows collided in confusion. "Eenglish is confusing."
"So it is. Weed?"
Lafayette laughed and handed his smoke to Alexander.
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An hour later, they were naked together under the sheets, drinking in the feeling of two gay immigrants.
A bond was formed then.
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Two hours later they were asleep, bodies strewn on top of each other and clothes laying all over the room.
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Two and a half hours later Alexander was rather rudely woken up by Thomas Jefferson.
"Come to blackmail me again, bitch?"
"Not this time," Thomas gasped, out of breath. "John's dead."
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