Nick & I met at probably one of the most chaotic places on earth: Warwick House. It was a residential for children about 7-15 years of age with trauma issues. I don’t remember the very first time I met him, as it was probably a greasy work day. I became friends with another coworker named Ellie, who was already friends with Nick at the time. Ellie thought we would get along, so I sent Nick a text (yes, I suppose I did make the first move in a way, I will allow him that fact). We became friends and started hanging out in groups, and not too long after he asked me out. Our first date was the epitome of fall romance: pumpkin picking & racing each other through a corn maze (I’m pretty sure I won).
After a few dates he officially asked me to be his girlfriend, and the rest is history!