Y/N's POV
Oh god.
I hear men laughing, coming near my door.
I immediately run over to my bed, and promptly hide myself under the covers, as to not make any noises. And then I realize it too late.
I left my door unlocked.
And I hear it open.
I immedietly hide under my bed, this time, and wait for them to pass. However, I think they have different ideas.
"Heeeeeyyy... This roooooom look soooorrrta giirrrllly, don'tcha thinnnkkkk?" I hear some man with a French(?) accent slur ( I'M SORRY.).
"Laf... I think you had one too many cups of wine...." I hear another man say nervously.
"Oh come on, Laurens! Don't be such a party pooper...." A man with a deeper voice says.
Oh god.
They're drunk, aren't they?
Well, except that Laurens guy. I'm about to take a peak, when I hear something bad.
One of them coughs.
Germs begin to spread.
My body starts to catch on fire.
I have one last thought before everything goes dark.
Why me?
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The Forgotten Schuyler - John Laurens x Schuyler!Reader
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