Charlene stood at the replicator, her nose wrinkled in concentration as she stared down at the device. She never really liked these things - she always seemed to do something wrong, and for a picky person like Charlene, such mistakes were devastating. It was late - her normal medical blues were traded out for a loose-fitting starfleet t-shirt and
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And then she backtracked to a familiar face hidden in a book, sitting all alone. "Bon soir, Charlene. Mind if I sit here?"
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"By all means, mademoiselle, feel very free to do so." She lifted the mug of hot chocolate up to her lips, sipping it casually. "How is my most favorite head nurse this lovely evening?"
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"What was so interesting about your day?"
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