I took a deep breath, steadying myself against the wall before I walked into the room, plastering a smile on my face. My vision still wasn't quite to the point where I could focus, but at least my head was no longer pounding like a jack hammer. I could pretend to function. Pretend that I was alright.
"Hey guys!" I called out, causing my coworkers to jump.
Jimmy whirled, his mouth dropping open as he looked me up and down. It was like he'd seen a ghost. Who knows. Maybe he had, it wasn't like I felt completely human at the moment.
"What are you doing here?!" He demanded, pointing a finger at me.
I raised an eyebrow. "Working?"
"But you went home!"
I nodded. "Yes, but I'm feeling better, so I came back."
"Why would you do that?"
"Because there was no coverage for the rest of my shift, so I came back." I responded with a shrug, putting my stuff into my locker.
"You shouldn't have--they don't pay you enough here for that."
I tilted my head, slightly confused. Did any job ever pay enough to convince people to come back in when they were sick? I doubted it. "Maybe not...but good thing I'm not here for the money." I winked, heading to the door. "I'm here cus I love my job."
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