"And that's... The last of it." Charity let out a huff of breath as she lifted the last two books out of the box and set them on the last bit of space on the living room shelf. With Q and his things all moved in now, the house was looking much more like a library than it used to. There were shelves on the walls in nearly every room, piled high but well organized with books. Turning to face their friend on the couch, they reached up to pull the tie out of their hair, letting it fall loose just above their shoulders. "What are we thinking for dinner your first proper night home?" she asked with a smile. "What's your favorite? We'll make whatever- Or order in, if you'd like." While normally they would be up for cooking, after all of that unpacking they were feeling kind of lazy and sort of hoped Q would want takeout.
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