Same as incel meetups but with fancier drinks. Heard about some 'sophisticated spite soiree' happening in my gentrified neighborhood. Saw the flyer and had to laugh—same sad, lonely energy as an incel meetup but with overpriced cocktails. Can already picture the cringe: trust fund babies in thrift-store blazers sipping $18 martinis while complaining about their first-world problems. Bet they'll all be standing around pretending to be deep while secretly hoping someone notices their vintage band tee. LMAO.