John's P.O.V
"My hands are not cold! You are burning up!". I slowly felt my body lean more onto her until my forehead rested on her shoulder. Violet hugged me tight and dragged me to her bed. Plopping me down against the soft cushions my eyes started to close up. The last thing I hear was Violet asking her pet to get the first aid kit she always has on her vanity table and hand it to her before my eyes closed tightly.
Third Person P.O.V
Violet placed her forehead against John's. "Bear, I need you to go outside and try to find Berryle as soon as possible.", she orders her small fox who yipped and nodded before jumping down from the balcony. She looked at the medicine kit and tried to find some medicine to relieve his fever. "Damn it. Where is it?", she mumbled to herself, eyebrows furrowed trying to find the right medication. She rarely looks at the inside of the kit as it was Berryle who often uses it whenever she would get sick.
