((CPO Davis’ Quarters, Deck Five, USS Astraeus))
Andrew had just finished in the sonic shower and was putting on his last boot when the door chime rang, snapping him out of his fog. He needed caffeine. And knowing his luck, whomever was on the other side of the door was the bubbly morning-person type.
He stopped at the replicator long enough to order a coffee, black, extra strong then turned to face the door.
Davis: :: grumbling before taking his first sip :: Who is it?
Kiax: It's meeeeee. Let me iiiiiin.
oO Lieu? Oo
He’d stopped calling her Lieu after her promotion. At least, to her face. Mentally, she would always be Lieu, even when she was Esa. Either way, he was startled to hear from her. Since his awkward proposal on the remains of the Chin’toka, it seemed she hadn’t been around much. He honestly wasn’t sure where they stood anymore, and it was all his fault.
He took another large gulp of the scalding hot coffee, and made his way to the door to open it. As soon as it slid aside, Esa thrust a cupcake laden with a single candle out at him.
Kiax: You need to light it. Those are the rules.
The caffeine hadn’t made it to his bloodstream yet, so it took him a moment to catch on. And then he realized what was going on. He walked over to the replicator, gesturing for her to come in, and quickly replicated an electric match, then lit the candle.
Davis: Happy, Birthday, Esa.
Kiax: Haaaaaa-pyyyyy…. Birthday to me, Happy birthday to me, Happy birthday to meeeeeeee…. Happy birthday to me!
Davis: Andrew smiled at the song and joined in with his baritone as he took a seat next to her.
Kiax: Today, I am officially an Adult! The big 3-0. Thirty… Feels like yesterday I was celebrating no longer being a teenager.
Davis: Wait, I’m confused. If you’re just turning an adult at thirty, but you weren’t a teenager anymore…what were you?
It might have been some Trill custom he wasn’t aware of. Either way, it was good to see her happy, and in another time he might have leaned over and given her a kiss. As it was, he couldn’t resist reaching out and giving her hand a squeeze before quickly letting it go.
Davis: Well, welcome to the thirties.
Davis: So… Any big plans for your birthday?
USS Astraeus, NCC-70652