Tissue.

She sniffed. Her cold is getting worse.

"Do you have some tissue?" she asked her seatmate. She covered her nose. She feels like her snot is coming out of her nose already.

"No, sorry," said her seatmate.

She stood up and left the room. She has no choice but to blow her nose in the restroom.

She took out her handkerchief and wiped her nose. She had her head down so she hit on someone. She still covered her nose as she was apologizing to the person but when she raised her head, it was him who she bumped into.

"Are you okay?" he said as he examined her.

She nodded her head.

"Good. I was going to the men's restroom. Where are you going?"

"To the restroom as well." She needed to go. Her nose was too clogged already.

"Why are you hiding your nose? You have a pimple?" He teased.

"No, no, no--" She accidentally let go of her handkerchief. She was so surprised that she blew her nose and her snot turned into a bubble.

She thought he would be grossed out but he picked up her handkerchief and wiped her nose.

She didn't know what to feel. Be ashamed of herself? But why is she blushing?

She moved away from him and hurried to the restroom. But before she even reached it, she heard him. "Get well soon, okay?"

Now she covered her whole face. What a day.