James Forgot the Speech. I May Regret Reminding Him.

Over lunch on the orbital platform today, I casually asked James how his Best Man’s speech was coming along. His face went pale in an instant. With the recent trip and all the essential work happening on the platform, he’d completely forgotten he was supposed to write one.

I did feel a little bad watching him spiral into flustered panic, but I’ll admit, it was also slightly entertaining. And reassuring. Apparently I’m not the only one feeling the nerves as the big day approaches.

Still, I’m sure he’ll be brilliant when the moment comes. He’s always been good at public speaking and presentations, especially when Starfleet officers visit the station. He has that calm, confident presence that audiences latch onto.

What I am wondering is how many of my mother’s embarrassing childhood stories he’s managed to collect… and whether I’m about to be thoroughly roasted. Even if I am, it won’t matter. I’ll just be grateful to have James and Jean there with us.

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