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Fandom Hamilton AU - Additional IC

(I'm bored so Burrs gonna cut in :3)


There was a few moments of silence between Burr and Thomas. He didn't really know how to respond to him. Nothing really interesting went down the night before. Just then Thomas ran off toward Maria, so Burr ran after her  too, a little slower than Thomas. "What's going on?" Burr asked, with a mix of worry and amusement in his voice. 
 
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"I went to Hamilton's house because I had nowhere else to go. My brother beats me. I thought maybe Alex would pity me and…"  She couldn't say what had happened. "Now he hates me, and I've lost my only friend. So now I'm just going to go home and let my brother beat me until I die."
 
Thomas turned to Burr and shook his head, meaning just to listen, he wasn't sure how Maria would act to Burr being here with him. He put his hand on her shoulder. "He beats you.. Maria, I can't do much but.. have you ever tried going to the police, or somewhere else?" He asked.
 
"He tracks my phone and knows who I call and text." she said, sobbing softly. "You don't have to talk to me. I'm sure you have better things to do than talk to me." She turned to walk away, ignoring Burr.
 
Thomas grabbed her shoulder as she turned, "Then give me the phone, and you go to the police, I'm not letting this go unnoticed." Thomas said, still wondering what he was doing. 
 
Burr sat there poker faced. This was already turning odd. Why did he always have to stumble into conversations at the weirdest times? Sighing, Burr said. "Er... You can use my phone. To call the cops." He gave an awkward smile. He didn't exactly know what was happening, but he was willing to help if she needed help. 
 
Thomas just stood there as she hugged him. "Your welcome. Here, you should go now." He said, looking down at her.
 
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"There it goes again. You try and help, but they ignore you." Burr muttered in an amused tone. "So, Thomas, what do you wanna go do now?" Burr asked, a bit hazed. He really had nothing else to respond to, so he just waited. Until Thomas asked him a question. "What? Oh..um. I'm good."
 
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"Hey, if you're upset about me shutting you out.. I'm sorry about that man." He said, rubbing the back of his head. 'Simple, I'm going to walk away from the police station, if the brother looks, then he'll go in my direction." He said, walking off. "You want to come with?" 
 
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Burr laughed. "It's okay man." He began. "Yea, sure, I'll come with you. Lead the way." He finished, getting ready to leave. 


(Sorry for the short reply)
 
(Its okay~)

Thomas nodded and walked off, heading as far as he could from the school. "Why buy Hamilton the phone?" He asked. 
 
"Did you think about what I said earlier? That's why. Hamiltons going through a rough time right now. He needed some happiness for once. It's not that bad anyway. It's just a phone." Burr finished with a shrug, trying to keep up with Thomas. 
 
"I never said it was huge, I was just curious." Thomas replied, he tried to think of a way to change the subject. "Burr, I hope you realize, I have a cane, and I'm still faster than you." He joked.  
 
"Yea, whatever. I'm tired. I could totally outrun you if I actually got some sleep." Burr joked back. That wasn't a lie. He could outrun Thomas if he got some sleep. "What do you say, Thomas? Wanna race? Tomorrow, after school." Burr said with a giant smirk on his face. 
 
"You're on. I'll beat you with cane or not." He replied, a smile forming. "We all need sleep don't we.." He said, yawning. "Or else we're not going to get anywhere." He yawned again. 
 
"Sure you will, grandpa." Burr joked. "That's true. We all need sleep." Burr said, yawning in the process. "Where are we going, exactly?"
 
"To be honest with you, I have no idea myself. I'm just going as far as we can, probably to my house or something." He replied. "Any ideas..?" He asked. 
 
"No ideas whatsoever." He replied. "Let's just go hand out at your house." Burr continued walking along when a sudden idea came to his head. "So, Thomas, tell me about this Theodosia person." He half grinned. 


(I had nothing else to write and I hate one liners. I'm so sorry xD)
 
Thomas nodded, and turned when he mentioned Theodosia. "Oh her? She's got a boyfriend, some British guy, rumors say he's gone a lot, and she noticed you and took a liking." Thomas said, a smirk forming. "I knew you be interested at one point. Anyway, I listen around to much, so I could be completely wrong, but she seems nice enough. She's in my biology class, she seems not to want to move to fast in a relationship in my opinion, wouldn't stop you." He joked. 
 
Alexander started to write furiously. In reviewing the history of music, we can find that music has defined eras. We as a people create art that affects all of our senses. Culinary creations test the limits of our tongues and our noses. Studio arts challenge the parameters of our visual . Dance pushes the boundaries of the human body. And what about our ears?


Funny that ears comes up. Every ear is entirely unique, much like fingerprints and DNA. Every person has their own taste in music, their own preferences. It's what shapes our music history. People express with music, relate to music, and embrace it.


Alexander felt his eyes tearing up. He couldn't think. He couldn't figure out what to write. He had to keep writing.
 
Burr  sighed slightly. Of course she had a boyfriend. That was just his luck! The first time he found out someone liked him. Ever. And they had a boyfriend. "Oh, British boyfriend, huh?" He asked, disappointed. He would never go after someone who was already dating. "You may be wrong, Thomas, he sounds leagues better than me already." Although he was slightly disappointed, Thomases joke made him a little happier. "You're right. That probably wouldn't stop me." He joked back. 
 

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