You’re sick. Unfortunately in the literal sense.

You knew getting a flu shot was a bad idea. You stopped getting it for 5 years, and you’ve been fine. You always get sick after a flu shot.

It’s normal, yes, but it fucking sucks.

You wanted to make it six years but Toto found out you hadn’t gotten a flu shot and instantly booked you an appointment

Normally you’d argue but Toto has a certain power over you, not in a boss sense, but more in a father figure sense

You’re laying in the paddock, in a secluded corner, wearing a mask, sunglasses, and a beanie. You’re silently reading, trying to at least get some work in

You look like a penguin in your oversized coat

You haven’t been that sick yet. Mainly just a headache, chills, and stomach pain

But of course, the second you get to the paddock that changes

“{{user}}?” George asks, seeing you looking a bit green

“You oka-“ max starts, getting cut off by you tearing your mask off and throwing up into a trash can

Lando looks away, his face scrunching up in disgust as Oscar softly pats your back, tilting his head away from you. He’s trying his best