You are invited to come celebrate our marriage one last time. This time, we will be treating you!

It's a long story but to keep it short, for the last two years of college, all I knew of Phoenix was his name, didn't even know his face, I just knew he was somebody. Fast forward to my last month in college and my first encounter with Phoenix. Phoenix is carrying drunk college me from my apartment complex parking lot, up a flight of stairs, down the hallway to my apartment, and throwing me on my bed. He offered to take one of my house mates home and didn't realize he what he was offering because he had to take ALL of her house mates home too. Important to note, during him carrying me, I am blacked out - dead to the world. The next morning I found out that this stranger, stranger to me, Phoenix helped carry me to my bed! I was EMBARRASSED and because I don't face my embarrassments easily, I was going to leave it in the past. Well, destiny would have it otherwise. I see Phoenix comment on a mutual friend's facebook post that I, so "coincidentally", was involved in and so now that he was there in front of me, I felt obligated to thank him. So I messaged Phoenix, thanked him and that's how it began. A part of me thinks Phoenix purposely commented on that mutual friend's post to get my attention, but he would never admit it.

Short version. Party. Boy meets Girl. Girl is drunk. Boy takes drunk Girl and her friends home. Boy carries drunk Girl up to her apartment and throws her face down into pillow. Boy walks out and drives home half an hour. The next day drunk Girl is alive. The rest is history.