Full notes and disclaimer in Chapter One notes.
Thank you to today's prompt contributors: Chara 47 (box, rainbows); and An Anonymous Donor (the most comfortable-fitting bra I've ever owned, illicit, polyamorous, and paramours).
I'm still looking for new prompt words; bonus points if they're challenging!
This drabble happens concurrently with Chapter Six, on Enterprise.
"Do me a favor, Trav – pass me that box with the rainbows on it." Hoshi's surrounded by mounds of clothing and tangled accessories.
Travis starts for the shelf she's pointing at, but stops to pick up an extremely skimpy lace something. "What's this?"
She laughs. "Certainly not the most comfortable-fitting bra I've ever owned, but it has its charms." She comes close, like she's going to kiss him. She snags her lingerie from him, and ducks away. "The box?"
He gets it – it's heavy. Things thud inside it. "What's in here?"
Hoshi grins. "Illicit love tokens from many polyamorous paramours."
