Caroland Nebula
She didn't really understand the cake, chorus girls and Star-Spangled Man, but the crowd seemed to love it. She snagged another beer and sat on one of the benches to watch the fireworks.
Nebula didn't really understand why they were a 'thing', either, but she had to admit they were beautiful. She turned toward the voice, leaving the spectacle for a moment.
"Car-ell!" She was always happy to see her friend, the first Avenger to take her to experience pizza, a slice of New York City. "There is noone sitting with me," she said with a smile. She was getting better with smiling.