We met the same way all couples throughout history have: on Tinder. Clayton's entire bio was, "I don't wanna go for a hike." That was enough for me—I swiped right. Our first date was to a pinball establishment in downtown LA, and then to an ice cream parlor for appropriately goth black ice cream. Clayton was worried I'd think less of him for driving an old Toyota truck, but I loved the truck, and soon I loved him, too.