𝕬𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐲.

letting the paramedics into the house, sitting back as they help her brother up. " i- i'll follow you there. "

Okay? Did he just say okay? If now were any other kind of moment, she would have surely poked fun about how he’d given in so easily, but now was not the appropriate timing for such a thing. As they reached the car, Kate helped him to settle on the passenger seat, even going —

anxiously picking at a scab on her hand, the sirens heard in the distance. " what the fuck. anthony please stay awake. i can't lose you. " she's terrified

Kate wrapped her other arm around his front, gathering as much physical strength as she could muster up to help him to the front door. She paused, only a moment, grabbing her car keys and then continued on her merry way. “To the hospital, and no you do not have a say so —

making a big mistake, Bridgerton. but I’m not going to stand here and beg you if you want to die. ( shrugs. )

running and grabbing her handmade badazzled trash can from her room, launching it into his hands. " how much paracetamol did you take? "

She paused her actions, at once, seemingly stuck in the doorway figuratively as she decided on the best course of action. Never before had she seen him this…severe. “No, we’re—… come on. Up ya go,” she muttered, already stepping in to slide an arm beneath his arms and —

pushing him back down into the chair, wiping tears from her eyes. " stay still! the ambulance is coming! do you still feel sick? "

I’m not your doctor, you’re a bit too old to be my patient. no, you won’t be sleeping. go to the hospital, I said!

Kate was halfway to the kitchen to gather a few things when she heard his voice, stopping at the doorway to peer out at him. He did not look good, not one little bit and while she was not one to typically be frightened, his demeanor sure as hell did right about now. “I… —

" fuck .. maybe- let me call the emergency services. " panicked breathing, pacing around

you should follow your doctor’s instructions, but it’s all in your stomach now. I’ll call an ambulance if necessary.

“One of us has to be,” she replied hastily, though there was a slight frown appearing on the center of her forehead at the sound of his groan. Kate quieted herself, only to head over and turn off the lamp in the room.

" should i take you to an a&e? " that's a last resort, she is a terrible driver

thank you very much, Bridgerton! it’s not normal to take that much paracetamol; you might feel drowsy or even dizzy. go to hospital.

" i get really bad migraines, surprise. and yes, it does. it keep pressure and darkness " she stated, plopping down beside of him

“You haven’t…overdosed? Oh, how endearing,” she mutters quite sarcastically as she strides over, sitting down by his side.

a small frown, she hated seeing her brother's poorly. she's sliding the pink mask over his eyes. " stay like that. "