It all started in the most romantic setting imaginable: Denton’s college apartment at Iowa State University. You know, the kind of place where true love flourishes between video games and the smell of Jeff’s Pizza. Where Savannah described Denton as tall, slightly awkward, surprisingly charming guy who lived next door. Denton described Savannah as a mix of confidence and sarcasm that made him both nervous and curious—like, ‘Is she going to roast me or be my friend? Hopefully both?’ We’d bump into each other in the hallway, hang out as friends, and slowly upgraded from “Hey neighbor” to “Wanna go to Buffalo Wild Wings?” Yes, Buffalo Wild Wings. Our first date. The wings were hot, but the awkward silence was hotter. Despite the awkward start, something clicked. Over time, our friendship evolved into the beginning of our life together. Five years later, just when I thought he might be waiting for a lunar eclipse or divine intervention to propose, he did it—in Napa Valley. So here we are: two college kids that fell for their next-door neighbor and awkward first date, and now counting down the days until we say I Do!