Personal Log: Torin
Posted on October 14th, 2021 by Rike Herschel

Henrike Herschel, Personal Log. Stardate 12110.14…

“If I had a slip of latinum for every time I accidentally ended up in a queerplatonic relationship with a Vulcan, I would have one slip. Which isn’t a lot, but it’s still odd that it even happened in the first place. We met on Tulgana IV just when I started my floral business. He happened to have a stall next to mine, where he would sell books he custom bound himself. I nearly killed myself trying to carry all of my supplies alone, and he couldn’t help it as a Vulcan but to quip “that is very inefficient”.”

“It was every single weekend after that, that he came by my house to personally help me transport the goods to my shop. I still don’t know what prompted this. Perhaps not wanting to see a giant stack of boxes and crates collapsing on top of me, but who knows? Anyway, this became a bit of a routine. He didn’t talk much about himself to me, though, as much as I blabbed on. Considering my experience, that seems pretty darn typical.”

“Anyway, Torin eventually invited me to his private workshop and just sat there doing his book binding thing while I watched for a few hours. Did I question him? Absolutely. Did I get literally nothing back? Also yes. Still, being invited into his private space meant I was trusted so the silence didn’t even matter.”

“At some point it went from him coming over every weekend morning to every day, to making breakfast? It happened so gradually I don’t even think I noticed it at the time. One morning he said it would be “more efficient” to move to my place as it was closer to the market but had more than plenty of room. Ha! I’d be an idiot if I said no, especially since I got help and breakfast.”

“That one year turned into many, and we ended up in a routine. We’d be up at 5am, and he would cook while I went on a run. He’d do his work while I’d tend to my garden until 11am, when I would then go to the market. We’d both get home at 5. On weekends, he would help bring stock and supplies to my shop, then spend the rest of the day chilling. Of course for Torin “chilling” was just reading. Or chess. I did manage to convince him a few times that we should go on vacation! Though he said he wasn’t a fan of Risa, I did get him to dance with me. I count that as a win on my part.”

“Anyway, I- hold up computer pause log.”

“Taril wanted to ask me a barrage of questions. I completely lost my train of thought from that so I’ll probably continue this some other day. Danke schön!”