Our love story starts with an anonymous post-it note. “Would you go to the camp dance with me? Yes, No, Maybe.” He paced by her room, nervously twirling the square neon paper in his hand. Sliding the note under her door, he ran down the hall to avoid being seen. The sticky note was anonymous. If it was meant to be, she would know who it’s from. It was the first night of Camp Nai Nai Nai, a Jewish summer camp for adults. More than 125 ‘campers’ in their 20s and 30s were asleep in their bunks ready for a weekend filled with joy and self-expression, and for Abby and Roey – an entirely unexpected love story.