((Jansen Orrey’s Apartment, Rixx District - Amity Outpost))
The doctor Orrey took a moment and looked around his main room. Amity had been put back together. The crew had been put back together. The citizenry had been put back together. His personal space had been put back together. Now it was time to allow for himself to be put back together.
Patio doors open, dust shaken off of the rugs through an errant sneeze or two. The cooktop island was pushed into its place against the wall to completely open up the middle of the room. The side tables and coffee table were placed up on the sofa while his wingbacked chair was moved out onto the balcony. After that a trip to the replicator for a bucket of hot water and a collapsing mop. With a few moments of consideration to the wisteria growing on his balcony he scented the soap in the bucket with some lilac.
Jansen took his time and let the gentle noises filtering in from outside keep him company while he went about mopping the floor. The bedroom and washroom could get cleaned in the morning. Crashing on the couch later on wouldn’t kill him. After he finished the floor he paused at the replicator on the wall again thinking. A ginger beer from the replicator, the PADD from the counter and Jansen carefully made his way across the floor to the balcony. He settled into his chair, propped his feet up on the patio chair, took a sip from the soda and opened his book on the PADD to wait for the floor to dry. Everything was as it should be once more.
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Jansen Orrey M.D., M.Sc.
Chief Medical Officer
Amity Outpost
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