We both graduated from the University of Chicago. He was dating one of my best friends at the time. We were both moving to New York, so to save on gas we carpooled - tbh he was the absolute the worst. Then five years later we were on the same flight - same thing, we did not vibe lol. But then we ran into each other at a bookstore years after that. He'd chilled out and i guess so had I. We became besties. he made me laugh, did crazy accents with me, and he'd call me at night so we could stream the same shows at the same time. things got a little messed up between us for a minute, but when he got his head out of his ass he did the whole "love confession on new years eve" thing. He says it was a grand gesture, but like, what did he do, run a few blocks on the upper west side? it was new years eve, there was no one out, what, you jogged for five minutes? you were in bed all day, you were super well rested anyway, after 14 years we're getting married so people can stop asking why we aren't married yet