I will preface this by saying: If Max had it his way, this story would simply say "pizza rolls and vodka..." Before we even got to know one another, we were antagonized constantly by mutual friends. At Friday night hangouts, football games, or parties, they would chant "MaxLana!" any chance they had, in an attempt to set us up together. Both of us too shy to make a move, we continued to hang out as friends. Fast forward past many awkward study groups, movie nights, the pizza rolls and, yes, the vodka (sorry mom), we arrive at New Years Eve of 2017. Lighting off fireworks with friends at midnight, I turn around to see Max walking towards me. And without a word, he gave me a shy but sweet new year's kiss. And as they say... the rest is history!