1x1 with tinytin

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1x1 between tinytin and I, please don't post if you are not either of us.

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t a g s: open
l o c a t i o n: street café
m o o d: content

The weather forecast seemed to have been correct earlier that morning when it said there would be rain. Not that much rain. Just enough of a drizzle to the point of where the sidewalk would be slippery. As for what John was doing, he had been in the mood for tea. Well, not the kind you could make at home. It had just been one of those things he seldom did but all the same enjoyed to do. That and it was amazing.

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ALEXANDER HAMILTON

Alex sighed and toyed with the handle to his mug. the rain had slightly startled him earlier that morning, when he was working on something random that kinda just popped into his head for absolutely no reason. although already highly caffeinated, due to not having the willpower alone to stay conscious- and sane- until 3 am, he decided to get some fresh air, and go to a coffee shop. he was sure he looked as if he was a sleep deprived shell of a human (that he was), so he dismissed all the weird glances he got as he sat in his rather uncomfortable seat.

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t a g s: open
l o c a t i o n: street café
m o o d: content

Taking a sip from the tea every so often, Laurens' attention was mostly fixated on a television that was perched nearby. Some mornings he paid attention to what was going on around the city, sometimes internationally, but for the most part relied on others for information. If it wasn't from complete strangers, important news was mostly accessed through gossips like Lafayette. It slightly humored John to watch the others get riled up over certain headlines as well. While they were important discussions, it was almost entertaining listening to them debate amongst themselves.

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ALEXANDER HAMILTON

Alex scanned the crowd inquisitively and a few things caught his eye, not enough to mention. reaching into his pocket, he took his phone and earbuds, and began browsing spotify. he closed his eyes and listen to the music, occasionally sipping fro his pearly white mug. he felt at peace and genuinely smiled for the first time that week, apart from when he did something well on a project. a few songs later, though, he noticed he had run out of coffee to occasionally sip on. he internally groaned and dawdled to the counter to order another.

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l o c a t i o n: street café
m o o d: content

Once he has finished up the tea and catching up with the morning news, John took his messenger bag off of the floor and stood up from the garden chair to leave. While heading for the door, someone with a familiar appearance was heading up to the. Recognizing Alexander, Laurens glanced around to see if any of the others were with him before deciding to greet him. Despite being one of the more introvert individuals of the group, he somehow managed to find it within himself to talk first over the other way around. Just so the line wasn't held up, he waited until Alexander has departed from the counter before saying "Greetings stranger." in a slight joking tone.

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ALEXANDER HAMILTON

mumbling his thanks, Alexander made like Ryan Ross and left the line of people. hearing someone behind him, he turned around stiffly. but he relaxed his muscles as he was greeted by none other than john Laurens. Alex smiled softly. "salutations. fancy seeing you here."

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l o c a t i o n: street café
m o o d: content

"Its whatever, I haven't been here in weeks." John added calmly, knowing that he wasn't frequent to this particular establishment compared to his guess of how often Alexander visited. “Let me guess, you've stayed up late again working on something and now you're relying on caffeine to keep your eyes open.” he inquired calmly. “At least he knows a decent amount of people who can constantly remind him that sleep exists...” Laurens thought quietly with a slight smile upon remembering how they teamed up on Alexander about going to sleep at least two times a week.

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ALEXANDER HAMILTON

he laughed at johns comment, "ding ding ding! that is correct!" it was a bit sad, honestly. he was able to see the sun subtly rising in the distance as he was just shutting his old, 2006 ratty laptop after several hours of laying in front of the screen, typing one hundred and thirty two words per three minutes with 98% accuracy. his rapidly cooling coffee mug beside him, his headphones on, his blanket over his lap, willing to sacrifice his well being for productivity. it was a bad habit he had since he was child, one he couldn't seem to break. he hated it, but wouldn't want it any other way at all- and, besides the fact, he ate anything that was there for the taking.

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l o c a t i o n: street café
m o o d: content

"So what's kept the star student awake this time?” he asked, already guessing it was an essay or something. If Hercules were there at the moment, there would probably end up being a commotion over how loud they'd be scolding Alexander. Lafayette's approach was similar to how John did it, just with a French accent. He'd pretty much come to terms with his odd sleeping schedule since it somehow worked in regards to everything Hamilton had to get done.