scutters and privacy

Alota sat in her quaters alone. Every thing had been quiet for ages, the only time she had gone out this past week was to the POTO practices and her duty on deck. She moved up and sat on a chair infront of the table. On the table was the picture of White wolf, Alota and the chryogenically frozen head of mickey mouse. She smiled at the memory, Tara wasn't there because of something involving a shuttle and Phil.
"Well at least everyones got someone" she sighed "Taras got Phil, Seymours got Katrina, Ketos got um...um...um a big pink tree and White Wolfs buggered off somewhere". She picked up the picture looked down at it then threw it against the wall,
"To hell with memorys!" she shouted then slumped back down. Her quarter door opened and a scutter came in. It started to sweep up the broken bits of picture. Alota got quite peeved.
"Can't a girl get any privacy around here?" She picked up the scutter bug and carried it to the door, she didn't care about the mild electric shocks she was getting, she just wanted to be alone.
She opened the quarters doors and booted the scutter out of the door, she didn't realise that Harris was coming down the corridor and the scutter flew straight in his face.
"Huh what?" he asked Alota looked up
"Oh sorry" she then walked into her quarters to sit in the ccorner alone. Harris picked himself of the floor and placed the scutter on the ground,
"Well what was that about then?".