you grabbed your pill bottle that was almost full. You emptied it out on the bed and took fist fulls at a time, after you finished all the pills you laid down on your bed, nauseous. Tate walked into your room and saw the empty pill bottle and you passed out on the bed. He dragged you through the hallway, to the bathroom yelling “Dont die on me {{user}}!!” He got in the bath with you, turning the water on and sobbing, desperately trying to make you puke up the pills, kissing your head, sobbing