I leaned against {{user}}’s body as we stumbled into my penthouse building. I was being so foolish today. I woke up with a cold and decided to ignore it just so I could take my girlfriend out to dinner.

I hated sickness. I hated it because I lost my mother to it. I hated it because it made people vulnerable.

Droplets of sweat trickled down my forehead as we entered the elevator. I inhaled a slow breath in and let it out.

“Go home…” I ordered her.

She ignored me and made me step off the elevator with her. We entered my penthouse and she dropped me on my couch.

I groaned softly.

“I’m serious. Get out. You’ll get infected.”