You could have believed it was cold, from the way they pressed their flanks and breathed in each others neck, like a peace offering or a declaration of war. He had started Anna Karenina. He was reading in the back – the ashes from his cigarette fell on the pages, but he didn't seem to care.
"Hazel Grace, I'm at the gas station. Something's wrong. you gotta help me." (18.242) Late into the night, Augustus contacted Hazel telling her that something was wrong with his G-tube and that he needed help. She rushed to his aid to find him in a terrible state and ended up calling 911.