This is your typical boy meets girl scenario. 8th grade science class. Devon was the obnoxious ornery lil man + Brittney was the shy + quiet new girl. Devon decides to make his move sophomore year...just as Brittney was moving away (sick timing, Dev)! Fast forward to senior year, she moves back, and after running in the same friend circles for a while, D+B shared this kind of "sneak up on you" kind of love. Genuinely can't remember "the" moment when it all happened, but one day Brittney finally stood on the couch and yelled "we are a we!" It was the truth or dare night, the pretending to need tutoring, the late night talks, and all the "why nots." Fast forward 7 years and it's been a non-stop highlight reel of the smitten, love-sick teenagers, fighting long-distance, sharing their love with the world, growing together, adventuring around the globe, challenging each other, dream of a life.

On our last night in Alaska, something about halibut, an old boatyard, and a dive bar made for a "this is it" moment for Devon (i guess?) Brittney really wanted to get some photos/videos, so they set up the GoPro like they usually would on the beach surrounded by mountains. Brittney was about to stop the recording, and Devon hugged her a little longer and a little tighter. Got down on one knee, said some sweet words, and they ran back up to their campsite all googly eyed over the ring, their life, and this place over some cold Coronas under the prettiest moon.