I really enjoyed this – Sam did a great job capturing the paranoia that follows the outbreak of a possible pandemic. Please go and like the original post, thank you 🙂
Cover your mouth when you sneeze.
He sneezes again.
Cover your fucking mouth.
And again. And one more after that. He’s a big guy, looks weird. Voluminous hair, and a wide, elasticated hair band, making his glossy, black bouffant splay out from his head, long and straight, in all directions. He’s wearing multiple layers of loose-fitting, brightly coloured clothes, accentuating the bulk of of his chubby frame.
I guess he’s around thirty.
But I can’t figure him out. He could be a musician. Probably a songwriter. There are a lot of rehearsal studios round here, and he’s got the of air of an amateur performer who thinks he should be famous. Slouched over, his shoulders roll forward even when he hikes himself up and casts a frown around the room, scowling and scratching, and demanding attention.
Or maybe he is famous, and I’m sitting too straight.
Across the table from…
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