We first crossed paths in his friend's garage (romantic, we know). In true Dalton fashion, he immediately started asking me the important questions—like what my phone number’s area code was. This was followed by the group of friends (whom I had just met) performing the world’s most dramatic version of “Old McDonald.” Later that night, I got a message from one of his friends saying: "Add Floyd back on Snapchat" to which I had to respond, "Okay, but who is Floyd?". After solving that mystery, I accepted the request and we started up the most awkward (in true Dalton and Hannah fashion) back and forth that just never stopped. Not long after, without him knowing, plans for a Halloween party at his house began. Dalton was ready to be “Space Cowboy” with a helmet that still lives in our home, only for us to arrive dressed as frat boys instead. What started with inside jokes and hours-long conversations quickly became a friendship neither of us wanted to let go of… and somewhere along the way, that friendship grew into love.