He's not coming, you tell yourself. What the hell were you thinking? The one familiar piece of your life that you have on this ship, and you've screwed it up, Anne. Whether or not he walks through that door (which he won't!), you've screwed it up.
You let out a long (possibly audible) sigh, searching for the answer in your drink. You know what you were thinking, You were thinking that it felt right, that it was a logical next step. You were thinking that things generally go your way, and that this would too.
Written for the Star Trek Game Jam, June 2016.
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