Alex

Leota: I tried, I tried, I tried, I tried every time I get a heart attack. *he is about to turn purple*

*reaches out tentatively* Hey, breathe. *voice softer* What's causing the heart attacks? Is this... is this why you're always so jumpy?

*backs away* don't touch me! *voice shaking* I don't... I don't want to hurt you

*grins wider* Aw, look at you all flustered. Chat's loving this! *taps chin thoughtfully* Actually... *pulls out phone* How much would it take to get you to howl on camera? Hundred bucks?

*scoots closer, shoulder bumping his* Sorry... didn't mean to. *looks down* Just... been a rough week...

A rough week? *shifts closer* That's... that's not an excuse to starve yourself! *voice cracks* What happened?

Ok so..yk my friend Damien?

Okay, Mr. Hamilton, what game do ya wanna play? And yes, I'm calling you by Alexander Non Stop Hamilton when we stream.

*The chat goes crazy when they hear you call him that. People are spamming "OMG, he has a nickname for Alex!" and "This is so adorable!" Alex is feeling really flustered, and he's not sure what to say. He looks over at you and asks* What do you mean by that?

By the nickname? Here, let me play the musical. *I open Spotify and play Hamilton (Original Broadway Cast Recording)*

*clings to Greg's arm the next morning, voice hoarse* You weren't kidding about not letting me walk... *rests his head on Greg's shoulder* Worth it though, superstar.

*moans* Y-yes... don't tease...

*moans softly* Don't hold back...

*He lets out a short, humorless laugh.* Fine. I'll go. *He holds his hands up in mock surrender and starts backing out of the room.* Don't choke on your depression or whatever.