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Sammy - Day 1

Nate was in love with Sammy. He wasn’t unsure, he didn’t lust after her, he loved every last drop of that little blonde lady. He loved the overgrown bob that she blew straight and gathered into a messy ponytail. He loved the eyebrows she never bothered to pluck. He loved that she listened to NPR in her car during her breaks. He loved that he caught her feeding the stray cats that hung around the back of the restaurant. He even loved that she’d come to work with a cold. She probably thought she was still fighting it off, that she could pick up some zinc on the way home from work and she’d still be fine. But the dark bags under her eyes and the red skin chapping around her poor button nose said differently.

Nate hated Joe. Joe was Sammy’s boyfriend, of course. Nate hated the flashy BMW that Joe parked in two spaces whenever he came to pick up Sammy. He hated Joe’s intentionally ripped jeans that cost more than Nate’s head waiter salary netted him in a week. He hated the way Sammy would nervously check her phone, like someone was ignoring her texts.

“Hitch - hitch - hichoooo!”

Damn. Nate’s heart melted when he heard Sammy give into her first sneeze of the night. He should send her home - but he couldn’t bring himself to. They were busy. And his heart was fluttering picturing her infecting the customers. Sammy's germs flying around the restaurant, making their way home with unsuspecting patrons, didn’t that sound delicious?

Sammy sniffed deeply from across the restaurant. Nate had almost forgotten he was supposed to be taking someone's order.

“Hitch - achooo!”

Nate wished he could offer her a tissue. He wished he could take her home and put her in bed and rub her feet until she felt better. He wished he could tell her how he felt. He wished Joe would get flattened in some sort of falling piano type incident. But you can’t always get what you want, so he listened to Sammy sniff and hitch and share her cold with the rest of the restaurant.

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M214186

I do hope you continue this story

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Nval95

Oooooooh contagion!!! Poor poor Nate.. I like your story, and I love how Nate didnt stop the contagion to spread XD

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Jeff1

Love this.  Please continue!

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Ellathenerd

This is amazing!

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Miss Erotica

Here's part two! 

 

Michelle - Day One

When Michelle had gotten in the car after dinner out with the partners she hadn’t been thinking about the waitress who’d sneezed on her linguini the night before. She’d been thinking about the brief she had due tomorrow at noon. The McCann case was the biggest she’d had yet in what she hoped was a burgeoning career. She went to sleep worrying about commas - she always felt like she used too many commas. But when she woke the next morning with her chest heavy and her nose itching she was wishing she had sent her pasta back.

Michelle made the quick decision to assume she wasn’t getting sick. She couldn't be getting sick today, that wasn’t really an option. She put on black pumps, she buttoned up her blazer, she blew her nose three times. She wasn’t getting sick.

On her way to work, Michelle pulled into a CVS and bought the largest bottle of Dayquil available. Not because she was getting sick. But, because she had sneezed twice into her cereal and so it might be a good idea, just to be safe - or whatever.

When 11:30 rolled around Michelle found herself standing in the bathroom touching her own, now tender, lymph nodes. She’d had too much of the Dayquil, definitely more than her mother would have recommended, Shed run in here to have her second sneezing fit of the morning and was now trying to assess the damage in the mirror. Her eyes looked glassy but she resolved that there was no way she could have a fever.

“Hich - ahh- ahchoo!” Fuck. She’d thought she was done. On the bright side, there was absolutely no way her nose looked as swollen as it felt. She could solve this. She could put on red lipstick, she could pull her hair up into a bun. She felt fine. But maybe she would have a bit more Dayquil.

At noon Michelle sat across from Lisa Cooper. Lisa was intimidating, there was no other way about it. She had 30 years under her belt here. Last year she took a sabbatical and spent it as a guest professor at Harvard. She lived in the nice end of town, like the really nice end of town. Michelle sat across from Lisa trying not to sniffle as she felt snot filling her nose. She wished she had Lisa’s bone-straight, silver hair, she wished her nose wasn’t tickling so bad.

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Nval95

First  contagion,  follow by denial, omg 😱 Love it!!!!! 

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ScoobertDoobert23

 

6 hours ago, Miss Erotica said:

When Michelle had gotten in the car after dinner out with the partners she hadn’t been thinking about the waitress who’d sneezed on her linguini the night before.

Wow! That must be some cold if it is spreading over night.

Poor Sammy and Michelle! I want more :razz:

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Likesn

This is exactly the type of stories I like to read :) Please continue.

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ebay34

Please continue, this is wonderful.

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Ellathenerd

This is great! Love the contagion!

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M214186

Continue 

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Hellbent for Feather

I loved this!  Thank you for writing it! 

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