““share and as for privacy…forget it. There were only two showers, a handful of drawers for our private possessions, and a small terminal. I tapped it absently and it lit up with a diagram of the ship. “I’ll take this one,” Roger said, picking a high bunk. I shrugged and picked the one next to him. I didn’t really care if I got the higher or lower bunks, but it was the principle of the thing. “Who’s going to be First Ensign?” We looked at each other. Traditionally, the First Ensign – or the First Lieutenant – was the officer who had held that rank””
