Okay real talk — the battery anxiety is reaching critical levels and I'm starting to genuinely consider if knocking on my neighbor's door to ask if they have a charger is worth the potential awkwardness of them seeing my 47 half-burned candles arranged like some kind of ritual. This is what my life has become. Hinge profile says 'looking for my plus one' but at this point I'll settle for someone who can hold a flashlight steady.