Picture this: A cold winter night in Radford, Virginia. They had been "on the apps" chatting for a few weeks. He was bad at flirting but she thought it was kind of endearing. Their fingers were tired from swiping left and right on so many other people. They decided to meet at her apartment, despite all of the true crime she consumes. He was nice and handsome, with a deep voice that scared her cats. She put on RuPaul's Drag Race as a compatibility test. He passed the test. They talked all night about their lives, friends, families, past relationships, and how neither of them EVER wanted to get married. So overrated, they said. Jokes on them because you're reading this on their wedding website. They never dated anyone else after that. Against all odds, he won his fantasy football league and got the girl in the same night. He can't mention one without the other, unfortunately.