The week passes quickly and you’re still not sure why everyone is in such a panic, but you’re happy for the opportunity to work from home for awhile. Commuting is tough and, you know, just in case, I guess.

You cough a few times, a bit raspier than before. You decide to get some Halls on your way home. This is perfect timing for work-from-home.

You leave the office and get on to the crowded subway. You cough a few more times. People move away from you and give you dirty looks. "What’s up with them?" you grumble to yourself. "Can’t a person just cough anymore?" You’re suddenly very sweaty.

You get off the subway and check your texts. It’s your friend asking if you want to go for pizza.