If there was a problem, yo, I'll solve it.

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Geordi woke up in his undisclosed location feeling sad. He'd dreamed the night before about sitting in Ten-Forward with Data. They'd both been drinking (although he, of course, was the only one feeling anything), and Data helped him back to his room. Just as he was drifting off, he felt Data's hand on his cheek. It was nice, to think that Data felt the same way ...

Okay, enough being depressed over his robot boyfriend who was literally incapable of love! Geordi was sure that fixing other things would help him fix his broken, angsty heart. He wandered outside and started walking, with no real destination in mind. Somewhere in this park, he knew, there was someone who needed his help. He might never find anyone to love him the way he loved Data, but at least he could feel useful.

((Open to anyone who wants MacGuyver!Geordi to magically repair your broken tech and angst about if you mention androids or data or emotion chips.))