Fourth of July Barbecue: Where: Steve's Place When:July 4th! This can be backdated to whenever so no worries if you're coming in late! What: AMERICA FUCK YEAH! Er, Steve's having a barbecue. Warnings/Ratings: None yet. I'll update.
Even in a world that wasn't entirely normal, some traditions naturally had to be respected, and, in the time since he'd been unfrozen, Steve had learned that cook-outs were a tradition people had come up with. Personally, he embraced that kind of thing, and togetherness,and actually hanging out with potential new people, so he'd stocked up on hot dogs and hamburger meat, grabbed a couple boxes of the vegetarian alternatives in case that was a thing, grabbed some chips and soda and a couple things of side salads, a couple watermelons, and a sheet cake, and was currently setting up on the porch and lawn of the first floor apartment he'd managed to rent.
If nothing else, he'd invited some neighbors too, but there was always room for anyone else who wanted to join in. And later on, of course, there would be fireworks.