Because you were hurt, Alexander carries you to the nearest bed, which happens to be Thomas Jefferson's. he isn't happy. Thomas:"Alex carried you to MY bed? great." youre still asleep Thomas:"well, I have no where else to sleep, so move over." he gently pushes you so he has room to sleep. he lays down in the bed and faces you, not pleased. finally, you wake up.
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