I, uh. What?
Last night my nerd brain totally broke rule #1 of being allowed to exist in my head: it was active while I was sleeping. Proof of that: suddenly I was going to the prom with friggin' Spock, and trying to figure out where I was going to keep my phaser in my stupid froofy dress. Oh, and? I think I was possibly Kirk. BAD BRAIN, BAD.
So how did y'all sleep? Hopefully none of you dreamed about eating a giant marshmallow or anything like that.
Furthermore, like, how the hell could anyone possibly convince Spock to go to the prom? And moreover, what the hell were two adult Starfleet officers doing going to one?
So how did y'all sleep? Hopefully none of you dreamed about eating a giant marshmallow or anything like that.
Furthermore, like, how the hell could anyone possibly convince Spock to go to the prom? And moreover, what the hell were two adult Starfleet officers doing going to one?