True Feelings
A drunk Tom Paris tells someone about his true feelings for Torres.
Set in the very beginning of season 3.
Thanks Romana and Kyla for Beta reading this! You´re the best!
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I've just been at Sandrine´s, I had a beer. Okay, I had several. Okay, not only beer.
Who cares?
It´s quite funny that I have to be drunk to admit my feelings for er...someone.
It´s always been like that I guess. After a couple of drinks everything gets easier, of course,
because then it´s no longer the *real* Tom Paris talking, or perhaps that´s exactly what it is.
Anyway - this person, I really care for her. I mean *care*, like more
than friends.
She's kind of wonderful, in her own way, and beautiful - yes. Then there´s that temper, that fiery
temper that everybody finds er.. scary. I find it charming, in some odd way, call me nuts but I
do.
And when we touch each other, that happens rarely and only accidentely of course, but my whole
body gets warm, from inside, and that spot she touched gets some kind of a tingling feeling, it
feels kinda.. I can´t explain.
She's wonderful, I *feel* wonderful when I touch her or sometimes even get a look into her
brown eyes. Those eyes holds a lot of pain, you know. Yeah. An awful lot.
Oh! Where did that chair go? I shouldn't have done that , okay, I´ll sit down here on
the ground for a moment.
I'm babbling, I know, and I also know that I can't possibly hope for a future with her, I can't
even hope for a date, a lunch. She's totally ignoring my stupid flirting - or she gets mad at me,
and then *I* get a big punch, which at least is one kind of touching.
Well... well, I've got to go now, I´ll let you know how i get on! How things are going and
stuff.
Thanks for listening, Flotter. You're a good listener, I feel much better already. Aoch! Where
did that tree come from?! Bye Flotter! Bye Treevis!
Tha1n´0nlY*Voy_Girl
voy_girl@imatrekkie.com
A drunk Tom Paris tells someone about his true feelings for Torres.
Set in the very beginning of season 3.
Thanks Romana and Kyla for Beta reading this! You´re the best!
-^--^--^--^--^--^--^--^--^- -^--^--^--^--^--^--^--^--^- -^--^--^--^--^--^--^--^--^-
I've just been at Sandrine´s, I had a beer. Okay, I had several. Okay, not only beer.
Who cares?
It´s quite funny that I have to be drunk to admit my feelings for er...someone.
It´s always been like that I guess. After a couple of drinks everything gets easier, of course,
because then it´s no longer the *real* Tom Paris talking, or perhaps that´s exactly what it is.
Anyway - this person, I really care for her. I mean *care*, like more
than friends.
She's kind of wonderful, in her own way, and beautiful - yes. Then there´s that temper, that fiery
temper that everybody finds er.. scary. I find it charming, in some odd way, call me nuts but I
do.
And when we touch each other, that happens rarely and only accidentely of course, but my whole
body gets warm, from inside, and that spot she touched gets some kind of a tingling feeling, it
feels kinda.. I can´t explain.
She's wonderful, I *feel* wonderful when I touch her or sometimes even get a look into her
brown eyes. Those eyes holds a lot of pain, you know. Yeah. An awful lot.
Oh! Where did that chair go? I shouldn't have done that , okay, I´ll sit down here on
the ground for a moment.
I'm babbling, I know, and I also know that I can't possibly hope for a future with her, I can't
even hope for a date, a lunch. She's totally ignoring my stupid flirting - or she gets mad at me,
and then *I* get a big punch, which at least is one kind of touching.
Well... well, I've got to go now, I´ll let you know how i get on! How things are going and
stuff.
Thanks for listening, Flotter. You're a good listener, I feel much better already. Aoch! Where
did that tree come from?! Bye Flotter! Bye Treevis!
Tha1n´0nlY*Voy_Girl
voy_girl@imatrekkie.com
