My perfect date is April 26th, 2019. I go to see Avengers: Endgame in theaters. The characters are saved. All is well. Captain America doesn't die.
I go home with a sense of peace I haven't felt since Black Panther.
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RandomWelp, it's the beginning of my adulthood. It's the scariest hood there is. Join me as I do more adult-y things while I continue to try to grasp at the remaining straws of my childhood.
