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Chakotay couldn't help but smirk at the way Kathryn unceremoniously kicked her boots off in the middle of his living room. “Make yourself at home,” he teased.
Poking her tongue out at him. “Oh I intend to. By the way, your bedroom is a mess,” she said putting her feet up on the coffee table.
Shaking his head, “This is going to be a nightmare,” he muttered sitting next to her.
Kathryn glanced at him, instantly knowing what he was thinking. “Your quarters are more homelier than mine, and Tuvok did say we had to conserve as much energy as possible.”
“I remember the last time we shared a living space, neither of us had no energy left to conserve.”
Kathryn sniggered. “When in Rome.”