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Ongoing, First published Oct 22, 2023
"DREAMING OF MS. WASHINGTON AGAIN, JEFFERSON?"
"AFRAID SO."
"GOOD LUCK... YOU KNOW, MANY MEN HAVE PURSUED HER?"
"YES, AND?"
"AND SHE HAS DENIED EVERY SINGLE SUITOR."
"TRUST ME I HAVE MY CHANCES WITH MS. WASHINGTON, SIR."
"WOULDN'T YOU LOVE TO LOVE HER?"

ELOISE VIRGINIA WASHINGTON NEVER dreamed of a legacy. 

You see, Eloise had a legacy since birth, after all, her father was George Washington. In all truthfulness, a legacy, politics, and money were all over very little interest to her. She had always been unimpressed with these sort of men, the ones her father worked along side. Even though many had tried, and her father had let them, to court her.

Well I'm not mentioning the exception...

Thomas Jefferson.

Eloise had no idea how, or why, but when she met Thomas Jefferson at 16, she was head over heels. He had a sort of way about him, like he knew exactly what he was doing at all times, he was absolutely gorgeous, and had a special sort of southern charm Eloise had never desired until him. 

So, returning from France in 1789, Eloise now 22, going on 23 only three days after his arrival, still uncourted, well... ill let you find out what happens next. 

(since this is a musical I did attempt to like- write songs? So like im sorry if it sucks or is just like worded weird.)

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