Tolu’s Perspective: So back in 2018, I had heard of this app called Bumble and decided to sign up and see what it was about. Adanna was one of the first few people I matched with. She had this beautiful smile, a huge fro, and I really liked her profile message "Let's get tacos". We talked everyday for 2 weeks and, eventually, when our schedules aligned, I suggested we meet in person at my favorite coffee shop. She agreed and we set a date for the upcoming Sunday. On Saturday, I was invited to a theater show and it might have been one of my most boring experiences. I decided to grab my phone, indifferent to the light annoying my neighbor, and texted the person that I was excited to meet the next day. Adanna quickly responded and I was super excited that she happened to be at a bar down the street. I suggested we meet up and grab drinks. We talked, danced, had fun and, by the end of the night, I was excited for the next day. On Sunday, we officially went on our scheduled coffee date. Ironically, I found out that originally she planned on canceling but things changed after meeting me. What are the chances that I would match with someone and have a great conversation for a few weeks; plan to meet in person and somehow run into them the day before; and then go on a date that almost never happened? I’d say our love was meant to be. Adanna's Perspective: So, Tolu's right that we "connected” on Bumble. I also wasn’t really looking to date anyone but I wanted to meet new people. So, when I found his profile, I thought it was really cool that he was from New York City, enjoyed being active and has a creative passion like me. I felt like we had a lot in common so I enjoyed talking with him. And if you know Tolu, you know he can talk! After two weeks of talking, we made plans to meet in person, but if I’m honest, I wasn’t sure if I was really going to show up. I know we’re millennials but, at the time, the thought of meeting someone off of the internet still seemed strange! The saturday before our scheduled date, my friend Ely and I went out to a bar on U-Street and, lo and behold, Tolu was just a block away. The three of us went to another bar to grab drinks but, the whole time, it was just me and Tolu in our own world (sorry Ely!). I knew it was fate because, if you know me, it takes a while for me to feel comfortable with new people. We danced, talked, and by the end of the night, I knew I wanted to see him again. So, while Tolu always says we “met” on Bumble, I say we met on that fateful Saturday on U-street. Our love was certainly meant to be.