For the past couple of days I've had a bit of the flu. I've been sleeping downstairs so not to disturb Jennie while I hack and wheeze and blow my nose a hundred times.
I've passed the baton. Jennie is coughing like a coal miner. She's blaming me, but I think our symptoms are totally different. I never had that garbage disposal chest cough.
This is my "sorry you're sick but don't blame me" look.
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