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Vulcans don’t do casual.
This is the red alert klaxon blaring in Christine’s mind even as her hands tangle in T’Pring’s hair, mussing it into something a little less unattainable.
Vulcans don’t do casual, and Christine only does casual, so this can never work.
She finds that fact oddly comforting, in the way she always finds doomed relationships comforting.
Not that this is a relationship.
Christine is absolutely certain that T’Pring does not want a relationship with her, because T’Pring is sensible, and makes mostly good decisions, and no one in their right mind would call Christine a good decision.