We met in January 2025 at work—right in the middle of the Eaton and Palisades fires—so yes, our love story technically began under very calm and relaxing circumstances. Between back-to-back 12-hour shifts we found time to talk, laugh, and realize there might be something more. Plot twist: we were both on a dating app at the time. He made the first move by sending me “digital” flowers (yes, we were already coworkers, so he definitely knew who he was sending them to). But I like to think I sealed the deal by kissing him first. Our first date happened while we were still working those long shifts, and from there everything just fell into place. What began in chaos grew into something easy, fun, and unexpectedly perfect. In our first year together we squeezed in as many memories as we could—traveling whenever possible, singing our hearts out at concerts, and finding any excuse to spend time together. Safe to say, we’re really glad we both showed up to work.