We met in New York around Christmas in 2015. The date was cut short because one of my best friends who flew all the way from London was waiting for me to go see The King and I a block away. I said the classic line that my friend was waiting for me so I had to go, and till this day I don't have any physical proof that I was actually meeting my friend. Matt thought that I was not interested, so yeah, I had to take the first turn and texted him after the date. Things moved really fast after our second date, and we both drove thousands of miles to see each other every weekend. We then moved for each other (well mostly Matt did the move...actually all Matt), cried and laughed for each other, supported each other during very difficult career choices, and here we are, can't wait to spend the rest of our lives together, arguing whether my friend from London actually existed.