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Spock is not having a case of the nerves.
Because Spock does not get nerves, and he does not second-guess himself, and both of these things are in fact largely untrue, but Spock also has a duty to himself to believe them of himself, for half the power of an idea is in the consistent belief of it. Failure often rides on a single doubt.
So he is not having a case of the nerves, he's only cleaned his apartment double spotless and worn the least casual outfit that he owns in his wardrobe because giving a good impression of oneself at a social gathering where one's own home is concerned is only logical. One's living space represents oneself, and so it should represent most the self that one wishes most to be.
All of the necessary ingredients that they have purchased are now neatly organized and available, on the counter, in the refrigerator, for easy and sensible access, so that McCoy has no need to go searching around unnecessarily for much. Spock has already laid out all of the utensils he presumes will be needed for cookery, and has just finished setting three neat places at the small kitchen's even smaller table.
Which he sits at, drinking a glass of very cold water, and mostly staring at words on a page of a book as he waits to hear a knock at his apartment door.
He's read this last sentence three times already and knits his brows at it.
Because Spock does not get nerves, and he does not second-guess himself, and both of these things are in fact largely untrue, but Spock also has a duty to himself to believe them of himself, for half the power of an idea is in the consistent belief of it. Failure often rides on a single doubt.
So he is not having a case of the nerves, he's only cleaned his apartment double spotless and worn the least casual outfit that he owns in his wardrobe because giving a good impression of oneself at a social gathering where one's own home is concerned is only logical. One's living space represents oneself, and so it should represent most the self that one wishes most to be.
All of the necessary ingredients that they have purchased are now neatly organized and available, on the counter, in the refrigerator, for easy and sensible access, so that McCoy has no need to go searching around unnecessarily for much. Spock has already laid out all of the utensils he presumes will be needed for cookery, and has just finished setting three neat places at the small kitchen's even smaller table.
Which he sits at, drinking a glass of very cold water, and mostly staring at words on a page of a book as he waits to hear a knock at his apartment door.
He's read this last sentence three times already and knits his brows at it.
