The first time we met was on Tyler's 20th birthday. He was celebrating in the back of SAE (his frat house, which I frequented often) and we were introduced by a mutual friend (hi, Renny). I'll never forget that moment, not because this boy had the most infectious smile, but because he was wearing a bright green cut off tank that said "I'm that dude". Classic story of frat boy meets sorority girl and they become...best friends? This isn't quite where our love story begins but it's the beginning of an endearing friendship.

After meeting we quickly became great friends and experienced a lot of our college years together. We were both in relationships but could often be found together hanging out at frat parties, going to concerts, or just grabbing dessert (some things never change). I truly think this was the basis of the strong foundation we have today. Fast forward to 2018 and two breakups later. Tyler and I had remained close friends when he moved to San Francisco. I had gone to visit him a few times but always with other friends.  He asked if I wanted to come up for Santa Con and this time it would be a solo trip... Leading up to this weekend I knew my feelings for him had changed but I wasn't sure if they were reciprocated. Long story short, I flew into SF on Friday night and by Saturday morning we were "dating". Safe to say the feelings were mutual. That Saturday night we went on our first date to Chubby Noodle and the rest is history!