We first met in a kitchen in Williamsburg on Memorial Day weekend 2015. Friends dragged me to a rooftop party after a particularly exhausting, 4-day birthday weekend--and one amazing Dan Deacon show. Upon entering Jeanette's kitchen, we shared a brief glance, and later started talking and dancing on the rooftop. As it got colder, I stole myself into the living room, only to be joined by Jeanette moments later... who, to my surprise, proceeded to snuggle up to me on the couch. This was followed by yet another bar hop, a Breeders song, and a lovely summer walk home.

On warm Summer night Andy and I met up with friends in McCarren Park for an outdoor concert. While walking back to my apartment Andy suggested the two of us break off from the group to grab a night cap. Having to wake up early the next morning, I was adamantly opposed and grumbled, "The last thing I want to do right now is get a drink." Andy squeezed my hand and said, "You should really get a drink with me." I obliged and off we went to the rooftop bar at the William Vale. Andy pulled me out on the terrace and under the light of a full moon asked me to marry him.