(As told by Austin) Our love story is a unique one in that it started long before we ever went on our first date. We both attended Georgetown University as undergrads, starting 1 year apart. Our friendship started through our mutual joining of Alpha Phi Omega, a co-ed national service fraternity, and our subsequent bonding over the Celtics-Heat NBA rivalry at the time. Fun fact: Margaret's first college party ever was at my place! In the beginning, we were merely close acquaintances. A friendly "Hello, how are you?" as we passed by each other on campus or a not-so-friendly "Haha your team lost" via text. It wasn't until a chance invite after we had both graduated that our love story began to takeoff. It was 2014 and I hadn't seen or talked to Margaret in about a year. Margaret had just moved back to DC after briefly living in Miami post graduation. When I wanted to watch my hometown Kansas City Royals play in their first playoff game of my lifetime at bar, I sent an invite to multiple friends and then added Margaret because I had just learned she was back in DC. As it so happens she was the only person that responded. We watched the game (Royals won), had some drinks, and shared some laughs (and sang Whitney Houston's "I Wanna Dance with Somebody). From that point on, we grew closer and closer and eventually started dating. We never had to say it out loud but we both knew from that fateful night at the bar that we were destined to marry each other. 6 years later I asked her to be my wife on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial, an iconic symbol of the city we met and fell in love with each other in.