(private rp) moving day

[nurse_cchapel]

Sitting on a two-high stack of plastic boxes, Christine waited. She'd just had her last morning in the on-grounds apartment she'd moved into when she'd graduated from the Starfleet nursing program, and she hadn't even really spent it there. She woke up in the place that would be her new residence, covered a half-shift at the clinic, and came back

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[thevulcanfirst]

For some unexplainable reason classes seemed to extend their normal time. Most of his hour class felt like two hours and his two hour classes felt like four. He supposed it was because he was in fact nervous about Christine moving in, not that anyone could tell he was nervous. After they had gotten back together he'd been much more pleasant in class and to the others he was to socialize with.

After his final class he went back to his, their, flat and changed into a black sweater that was perhaps slightly to small for him and a pair of his older black pants. After that he made his way across campus to Christine old flat. He knocked twice before stepping inside. "Christine?"

[nurse_cchapel]

There was the man of the hour. Or the month or whatever. Forever? And he wasn't even a man, really, being half-Vulcan. The male of her life, then. For now.

She was nervous. Standing, she crossed immediately to wrap her arms around him and kiss him deeply. "Spock," she said warmly when she pulled back. "Glad you could make it."

[thevulcanfirst]

He could get used to greetings like this. He kissed her back, placing his hands on her hips."As am I Chris," he untangled them. They had work to do and jumping into...physical activities at the start would slow them down majorly. "What do you wish to move first?"

[nurse_cchapel]

She stepped away to resist kissing him again. "That one has my books and extra PADDs - " Christine gestured at the box in question. " - so it's the heaviest, if you wanted to start with that, and I'll take the one with kitchen and bathroom things."