The Flu: Hmmm…do I, or do I not invade you?
Me: I sometimes willed it, in school when classes weren’t as interesting, but not now, please. I happen to like college.
The Flu: They say absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Me: I can’t afford to miss a class! So much happens every time.
The Flu: You’re looking at this all wrong. I could give you a chance to work on the assignments you keep complaining about.
Me: There’s a difference between procrastinating when healthy and when sick.
The Flu: I’m sure there’s also a difference between healthy procrastination and unhealthy procrastination. (sly glance)
Me: Cryptic is not a good colour on you.
The Flu: I suppose I’ll stick to mucous-green.
Me: You do look phlegm-tastic on most days.
The Flu: I’m not even going to ask about the exceptions you’re imagining.
Me: You know, “most days” I have no idea what you look like, so I’m being uncharacteristically optimistic.
The Flu: Gee, thanks.
Me: You don’t really care about my opinion, do you? You’re one of the most influenzal people I know.
The Flu: I suppose asking you to keep that one bottled up would have been too much.
Me: Okay, okay…I’ll give it a rest….which is what people need when you bump into them. (twinkling eyes)
The Flu: Alright, make room in your head for less funny thoughts. I’m coming over.
(The Flu marches towards Anna)
Me: I didn’t want to have to do this….but my hand’s been forced. Bring on the tea over-load!
Led by Commanders Spearmint and Rooibos.