We begin our story with two heroes traversing upon a frozen sheet of ice together in the valley of the foxes. Twas a celebration of a fellow warrior, setting off for more advanced training. After they escaped the treacherous ice sheet, our two heroes discussed battles of the before times while feasting on the Steaks and on the Shakes. A messenger alerted our more handsome hero to a party he must attend of the king...his father. He wished to court the heroine for just a second more. As he made haste, he frantically jotted a message upon the fine scroll placed under their meals. The numerals that when assembled would call out to him when she needed him most. Twas history from that point on as they say. Can you believe I failed a creative writing class? -Evan TLDR, we officially started talking at a mutual friend's graduation/ice skating event. I've known of him since 6th grade, but our school was so big I thought he moved away. I was oblivious to his advances until he wrote his number down on a greasy placemat at Steak n Shake, the rest was history. Yes, we are high school sweethearts (cue the awes) - Isabella Sponsored by Geneva Winery Wine.

Evan decided today was the day after caring the ring around for months (almost losing it) and started frantically making phone calls in the Metra quiet car. Meeting at the social bar they walked to Graham's 318 (RIP), where they had their first date. He tried to convince Isabella they were open, even though their website said it was closed. As they walked over there, he pulled her to the corner where they shared their first kiss and proposed.