Mike and Gia met in grad school over eight years ago as survivors of the most chaotic group projects. Over time, spreadsheets turned into inside jokes and bar crawls after finals. Then, on Cinco de Mayo six years ago, Mike decided to level up the friendship and asked Gia out. She laughed in his face—because obviously, it had to be a joke. But Mike was serious, and Gia gave in—partly because of his charm, mostly because of the margaritas. Their love story wasn’t planned, but it’s perfect in its imperfection, because nothing says “forever” like falling in love over shared suffering, spreadsheets, final projects, and a slightly suspicious taco.