For someone who had spent most of her last shore leave sleeping - alone - in a hotel room, she sure had a hell of a social life lately, Tina thought, letting herself into her quarters after her latest shift in sickbay. She had just enough time to change out of her uniform and into a comfortable pair of shorts and a t-shirt before
Jim was due to arrive. She wished she had time for a nap. The combination of cutting caffeine out of her diet and serving as host to a rapidly expanding little organism was making her pretty much constantly tired.
But she fought off the urge and curled up with a book, instead, to wait out the few minutes before Jim would show up to talk about... Whatever.