After some convincing I decided to join a softball league with my parents in Waverly, IL (Allyn's hometown). After a few games went by my team was playing Allyn's team for the first time and I ended up getting hit with a ball in the outfield. I went back to the dugout where someone brought me ice and Allyn's sister (Laura) thought it would be the appropriate time to tell me to text her brother. Obviously, it wasn't great timing to ask me to text her brother since I was upset about getting hit with a ball and my response was " if your brother wants to talk to me, he can text me". I wrote my number on a popcorn bag, but somehow, I wrote down one too many digits in my phone number. That night Allyn sat at the bar with Nate trying to figure out my actual number for hours. After trying about five different numbers, he finally managed to send me a text... and well the rest is history.