Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in Crashing the pad (Tag Randy, Closed Thread)

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When Randy got back to their quarters that day, it would be rather obvious that Rand wanted a favor. She’d managed to not only have his favorite whisky to add to his Scottish coffee, but she had his favorite meal as well. AND she’d had all his clothes laundered and that softener added that he loved the scent of so much. But the cherry on top of the whipped cream on top of the cake, was a plate of fresh baked Scottish scones, and not just any scones but their grandmother’s recipe.

As he walked in the door Rand looked up from her desk, “Hi Randy! How was your day? Any gossip to share? Are you hungry? I have dinner!”

Rand, sister needing a favor