"Were you high school sweethearts?" No, we were not. But we did first meet in 2010, while we were in high school, and I definitely had a crush on her. However, I was older than Drew, a football star and far too charming to date down two grades - especially someone who was a flag twirler (a prerequisite for the drill team, she'll remind you). We did exchange a good number of Facebook chat messages, engage in a few Skype video calls, and even went as far as saying a few words to each other in person at the weekly FCA meetings. After being recognized as Mr. Trojan, a feat I remain humble about to this day, I graduated in the spring of 2012 and figured that would be the end of my friendship with Drew. But then in 2015 our paths crossed for the second time. Thanks again to social media we reconnected via Snapchat while Drew was back from Arkansas for winter break, and I was living in West Campus during my junior year at Texas. After two weeks of sending pictures of our faces to each other on Snapchat I finally worked up the courage to ask her on a date to the Bob Bullock IMAX theater. When we arrived and got out of the car the first thing she said was, "Come here." To my disappointment, no she did not pull me in for a kiss. She stood next me and said, "Okay, you're good." She was comparing our heights to make sure I was tall enough. Fortunately, I passed and despite this shallow move I thought she was pretty, so we went on two more dates over that winter break. When she went back to school for the spring semester we stayed in touch for a couple of weeks, and she even invited me to a sorority formal at Arkansas (she denied this originally, but I found iMessages on my college MacBook that proved otherwise). However, I was not willing to take on a long distance relationship, so I declined, and we didn't talk for six more years. But then social media did it again and in 2021 we reconnected. While sitting on the couch at my friend’s apartment my phone started buzzing sporadically every few seconds. Confused, I looked down to see that there were eight notifications informing me that, "@drew_greene liked your photo" (or eight of them). I guess texting or calling me was too hard so instead Drew resorted to getting my attention in another way. Well, it worked, and I messaged her, "Hey Stranger." Come to find out we were both living on West 5th Street a few blocks away from each other. We chatted for a couple of weeks, met up once but then as Drew proudly states, she "ghosted me." To be fair she kind of did, but I convinced myself we were both just out of recent relationships and lacked the desire to pursue anything then. We didn't talk again for the next two years. As fate would have it, social media did its thing one more time. During the winter freeze of 2023 Drew posted what I call her, "targeted Instagram Story." She had just moved back to Austin and posted a picture of her new apartment with the location tagged as Austin. Now sure everyone that followed her could see that Story, but I knew she was really targeting me, so I did the obvious thing and liked her Story. A few minutes later I received a message from Drew comprised of two simple words - "Hey Stranger." This time things were different. For a few days we engaged in an extensive exchange of messages and then that Friday she came over to my apartment to cook dinner together. The next day she wrote a note in her phone that ultimately led to the creation of this webpage (I will tell you what it said at the end). Since that Friday we have been all in. We are fortunate to both have great families and groups of friends who have made us each feel welcomed, loved and incredibly happy. While thirteen months felt like a short amount of time to date before proposing, I knew well before then I would marry her. And so did she. The note in her phone said, "I'm going to marry Bradley Wilkins."