On August 9, 2015, I saw Matty from across the dance floor at The White Horse. He was pointing at me. I danced over to him. "Am I supposed to pull your finger?" I asked. He didn't reply, and we danced silently for four songs. Our love story had just begun with a fart joke. --- On December 31, 2017, I pulled Matty into the photo booth at the White Horse. I sat on his lap and pulled out a ring and wished him a Happy Birthday. Our love story continues this coming March, and we're excited to share it with each of you!