Work as a gig economy driver

You haven't been doing every well. You've been feeling sick as you lost your job. Now, you've been to work as a gig economy driver. The pay is meager, and the customers are assholes. Some of the customers even try to scam you and claim that their food never arrived.

A beeping notification rings on your phone. It's meant to be as annoying as possible to motivate the drivers.

IMPERIAL PALACE CHINESE RESTAURANT
10 MINUTES

You turn your car back on and head to it. You've been there many times. It's a very popular place, with huge portions and cheap prices. You know the family that works there pretty well. Elena, the youngest daughter is your age and you've always had a crush on her. However, you've never managed enough courage to confess your feelings to her. It'd also make things weird if she said no and you had to see her on a daily basis.

You arrive there, sweating like a pig. You hope you don't have the flu, but you do feel exhausted.

"You okay?" says the Mom, Faye. She's in her late 40's, with ample breasts and a mom bod. Her hair is short, and her face is completely free of wrinkles.

"I just need to sit down" you say. You feel very tired, and slump into a chair. She walks over to you, and yells something in Chinese to one of her daughters.

Elena comes over. That's right, she was studying medicine when she wasn't working. She must be off for the summer.

She looks at you, and feels your forehead. Then she shines a flashlight in your eye, and tells you where to look.

She says something in Chinese to her Mother. The two speak quickly to each other. Elena looks at you.

"I think you have yellow fever."

You laugh. She's right, you've always been obsessed with Asian women. But this can't be a real thing, can it?

"I think he's delirious. We should probably help him out." Elena says, concerned.

Faye helps you up.

"What's going on?"

"We're just going to help you out. Relax, stay calm."

They lead you into a space in the back of the restaurant. It looks like a breakroom. They sit you down on a couch. You let them, curious to where this is going to go.

Elena speaks in a concerned, but caring tone, as if she's dealing with someone who got out of a car accident.

"John, listen carefully. Have you been diagnosed with Yellow Fever?"

She sounds so serious. Is this a real disease?

"Not by any doctor. I've always felt attracted towards...." you pause, wondering if you're missing something.

"Asian women, right? That sounds like a textbook case of Yellow Fever." Elena says. She says something to her Mom in Chinese, who nods.

"Treatment is very simple. You just need to.." Elena hesitates, nervously. "Have sex with an Asian woman until the symptoms recede."

She is serious. Wow.

"Between me and my Mom, who would you rather take care of you? One of us is going to need to watch the restaurant."

The two look at you, expectingly.