#diiedforhim

@diiedforhim

Me: R00D

💔 Non-existent💗 Very low💗💗 A little💗💗💗 Hopeful💗💗💗💗 High💗💗💗💗💗 Maximum

“ Phillipa, leave me alone. I don’t wanna talk to anyone right now. ” She curled up in a ball on the floor, sitting outside of the ballroom. Smiling more was impossible right now. “ I don’t need you making fun of me. ”

ROMANTIC INTENT: 💗💗💗💗💗(hoping for a romantic relationship)

“ ... george eaker? ” her face instinctively scrunched up as she spoke of the devil-boy, the 27 year old who had tried to get her out of her frocks. “ don’t get yourself hurt. ”

❝Un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq, six, sept, huit, neuf… Good, again.❞

        “Is that Miss Hamilton I see?” He asked, his voice was low and almost gravely. He was out of office now, his Vice President John Adam taking over his legacy. Hopefully he had done enough. Though he had no children of his own he had watched through Alexander, Phillipa grow up. He heard stories of her accomplishments, such as piano and french. George was more than happy to see her. “How are you?”