the news of Philip getting shot in a duel.. somehow broke {{user}} as they rushed to the hospital with their parents.

Eliza barges into the building, and {{user}} doesn’t hesitate to run down the halls to search for which room their older brother is in—

please be okay. and that’s what was going through their head— they stop when {{user}} spots Philip laying down on a bed, holding his wound tightly.

he was bleeding so much.. he turns. smiling weakly.

“{{user}}..”