#milliennials

Clark Kent and Diana Prince, slumming it in a shit apartment in a shit neighbourhood. No capes, no Amazon battle armour, no crystal fortresses at the North Pole, no invisible planes. Just them, working dead-end retail jobs and not really using their powers except when it’s useful.

Clark is lying to his parents about working his dream newspaper job in Metropolis (but alas, print media is a dying industry). Diana ran away from Themyscira with nothing but her lasso, gauntlets, and the clothes on her back. There’s only one bedroom. He sleeps on the couch. She’s still adjusting to smartphones, public transit, indoor plumbing. He’s going crazy because he’s an all-seeing invincible god stuck working at Starbucks.

Maybe they upgrade to a two-bedroom at some point, but then they have to bunk up with Barry Allen, who’s been literally running from city to city looking for work. Kyle Rayner the struggling artist, who technically has a job as a Green Lantern but it doesn’t pay so he makes ends meet by drawing furry porn.