June awoke with a headache and a clogged nose. Her brain felt slow, and she had trouble reading her autodoc report. Apparently it had tried to fight whatever pathogen had struck her down and lost. Too ill to decide what to do next, June sent out an SOS on the ship's feed, and a minute later Ada knocked on her door and entered.
"I'm dyim!" June lamented. "Eberytim hurbs!"
"There, there." Ada gently patted June's arm, helped her sit up, and handed her a hot drink. "I take it you didn't travel a lot?"
June shook her head, sipped the beverage, and grimaced.
"It's just ginger tea." Ada smiled. "I'll also update your autodoc with the latest signatures, but station-flu is station-flu, still nothing to be done than fluids and sleep. It'll be over soon." She handed June a nasal spray. "This'll free up the airways."
"Pfanks." June finished the tea and laid back down. A minute later, loud snoring filled the cabin.
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