☠… to having to look after yours
There wasn't much point in trying to fake sleep, so the dead twin attempted to pass the time by checking on George. For a moment there, he could've sworn his brother actually seemed...at peace.
Until someone popped off another firework.
He awoke with wild eyes and panicked breaths, and all Fred had was his words. There was an attempt to calm George down through touch, but he forgot that passing through a ghost was akin to a cold shower, a fact proven when he saw the shivering increase.
So, he tried speaking to his twin in soothing tones. "Hey, hey...it's alright, yeah? Freddie's still here, mate." And I'm not leaving again.