Virusgirl

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After the morning rush at the coffee shop Sandy covered her mouth and ran to the back. Miguel noticed her and followed.

“Are you okay?” asked Miguel.

“I don’t feel so good,” mumbled Sandy.

“You look pale.”

“I threw up before work,” admitted Sandy. She rubbed her forehead and sat down.

“You came to work sick? Who knows how many people you infected,” said Miguel. “Not to mention the rest of the staff.”

Sandy waved her hand dismissively. “I did you a favour.”

“Are you delirious? You’re patient zero of a world wide epidemic and you say your doing me a favour?” said Miguel, sarcastically.

“Whatever. It’s just a flu. You should thank me. You’ll be over this while everyone else is getting sick.”

“That makes me feel so much better.”

“Besides,” interrupted Sandy, “I’m kinda saving the human race.”

Miguel threw up his hands. “How do you figure that?”

“We’re a generation obsessed with antibiotics. What we need are antibodies. The only real way of getting them is fighting off viruses. By spreading this around, I’m helping all of humanity.”

“You’re nuts if…”

Before Miguel could finish his thought, Sandy ran to the bathroom and threw up.

Miguel shook his head. “Way to be a superhero.”

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