WE'RE GETTING MARRIED!

It all began on a night neither of us really wanted to go out. My friends convinced me to head to Northside, a little dive bar in Valparaiso, while Noah's friends dragged him out for the night too. Fate (and a few vodka cranberries) had other plans. When I spotted Noah at the bar, he offered to buy me a drink, and what started as small talk quickly turned into a whole night of conversation. Noah promised he’d dance if the DJ played Low- but since the DJ wouldn't repeat songs he already played, we settled for the next best thing: No Hands. Somewhere between the music, the laughter, and one very unlucky vodka cranberry spill all over Noah’s brand-new white shirt, a spark was lit. Instead of running away, he stuck around. We exchanged numbers, a first date followed a couple days later, and the rest... well the rest is now wedding planning. What began as an unexpected night out has turned into a lifetime of love, laughter, and happily ever after. Moral of the story: sometimes love comes with a splash, a stain, and a little bit of dance-floor bravery.