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[iniquiticity]

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I keep thinking about Greenhouses Martha and Alex interacting, these two people who love the same man in different ways, and I'm just gonna lie down now because I gave myself feelings.

“might company offend you?” said a voice, and alexander looked up to see lady dandrige-custis (martha, he corrected) looking down at where he sat, editing his militia essay in his head.

“in fact, it would be a pleasure,” he replied, and gestured to the seat at the table next to them. martha sat, and adjusted her shawl, her eyes flickering over the dance floor. “he’s there,” alexander added, and pointed to where george was talking to someone alexander didn’t recognize.

“thank you,” she replied, and watched his back with what alexander knew to affection. “and thank you, for looking after him.”

“if he has no one to look after him, he shall likely get in too much trouble,” alexander replied, and grinned at martha. she offered him a little smile back. “though i am likely not half as capable as you.”

“i can hardly imagine he would approve of you denying your talents,” she replied, “for he can be a difficult man to learn.”

alexander scoffed. “He pretends to be difficult.”

“I have met another man like that,” martha said, and looked directly at him.

“have you?” hamilton replied, and smirked.