Dr. Strange & Open (multiples welcome)
He didn't often celebrate much of anything, even if he had more reason to do so as of late. Things were...still things....with Christine, no matter how undefined it was going to remain. There hadn't been any conjoined universe shake ups or new arrivals in the last couple of months. Maybe things were settling down. Finally.
Thinking that was probably jinxing things. The quiet could only last so long.
A tuxedo wearing Dr. Stephen Strange took a sip off the drink he was nursing for the past two hours, and tried to put those thoughts out of mind. At least until midnight hit.