In this world, everyone has a soulmate. It doesn't matter how far apart you are, you will meet. The first words they will say to you will be tattooed onto you body when you turn eighteen.

Today is your eighteen birthday. You watch words slowly appear on your skin, excitedly reading them out.

"Why they fuck would they dust Spider-Man!?"

Years go by, but you have no idea who Spider-Man is. You don't hear anything of it until your friends invite you to the newest Avenger movie. You never think of your tattoo, believing it to be nonsense and some cruel twist of faith.

As you watch the movie, you fall in love with all the characters; especially nerdy Peter Parker. And then you do remember your tattoo. A whole hour of this amazing movie was just spoiled! You sit in rage until you finally see Spider-Man turn to dust. The whole thing was ruined by your 'soulmate'.

Suddenly, someone stands up in the crowd. "Why the fuck would they dust Spider-Man!?' they scream out in anguish. You jump to your feet, seething. "You just ruined the ending, Asshole!", you yell at them.

You happily date for three years before marrying and having three kids.