Picture it. St. Patrick's Day 2023. Dublin's Irish Pub's infamous Tent Party. Two strangers out to drink some Guinness and enjoy live music, not knowing their lives were about to change. Emily, there enjoying The Presidents playing in the tent with her friend/coworker also named Emily near the stage. Aaron, there with his friend TJ, enjoying the music in the back of the tent (closer to the bar, of course.) After The Presidents concluded playing their set, there was a break to set up for the next band, Star Six Nine. Many people took this opportunity to replenish their drinks. Now, Dublin's is not the largest bar to begin with, so when everyone came in from the tent, it was PACKED. Despite this, Aaron and TJ are professionals when it comes to bars and were able to grab some stools and belly up to the bar. When the Emilys finally made it inside, not much space remained. As luck would have it, however, a small space opened at the bar and they walked up to it. One empty stool sat unoccupied. Emily, minding her own business, leaned over the stool to order a drink. There was no purpose in sitting down, as they wouldn't be there long. For no reason whatsoever, the man sitting to her left scolded her. "Why don't you just sit down? That stool has been through enough." Emily sat, and the story of Aaron and Emily began. As the evening went on, they talked, they laughed, they danced, they drank. It's your basic love story....right??? Wrong. Everything was going so well.....until it wasn't. In the wee hours of the morning, bar close approached. The bar had cleared out, save a few stragglers. The drunken conversation Emily & Aaron were having started to go south. Emotions ran high. Joy and laughter was quickly replaced with anger and frustration. Within minutes, the night of fun was gone. Aaron and TJ decided to go to the bar next door. In fairness, he did ask Emily to join him so they could work things out, but Emily was prepared to never see Aaron again. So, she went home while he stayed with his friends at the bar. They continued arguing over text until 3am. The next morning, Aaron texted Emily. There was brief, basic conversation. No apologies, no acknowledgement of the night before. Just small talk about hangovers and plans for the day. It was as if the fight never happened. They have spoken every day since, and the fight has become an amusing twist to their beginning. Two years later, standing atop a Hawaiian volcano at sunset, Aaron asked Emily to become his wife. She said "YES!" Now, we would love for you to come celebrate with us!! We promise...no fighting. :)