Robb and Devon's love story begins where any great twenty-first century love story begins: Hinge.

We will spare you the gritty and awkward details of the first messages (mostly because we blocked them out), but what we can tell you is that the conversation was decent enough to warrant a first date. It was February 29th, 2024, when the two met for Ice Cream at a little hole in the wall in Sacramento. Devon was coming off the high of her 29th birthday party (Y2K Themed) and was excited to go on her first date of her 29th year. Now, they don't remember much of their first date, but Devon remembers complimenting his shoes and having to ask him if he wanted her number (a theme of their dating life).

The next few weeks were filled with hikes, concerts, and many local adventures. It wasn't long before Robb was making things "official" and conning Devon into doing a Spartan Race. Truthfully, we will never know if they truly fell in love or if Devon just trauma bonded with him after taking herself out on 80% of the obstacles. In all honesty, they just sort of clicked and it felt like they had been together forever within just a few short months.

Following in their parent's footsteps, they absolutely rushed in (what is it that they say about fools?) - but hey! so far so good! Just about 6 months after their first date, Robb and Jezebel were moving in and disrupting poor Xena's only child peace. Not 6 months later Devon applied for a job in Monterey simply because she was offered a free coffee if she talked to the recruiter. Turns out, dream job (Natalie will say she manifested this) & thus began the next chapter in their story.

Now to set the scene, it's March of 2025 - Robb and Devon are visiting Monterey to do a little house hunting and celebrate her nephew's 3rd birthday. It's officially been one year since their first date and Devon's "one year of dating before he can propose" rule has been met. Robb, an anxious mess, constantly concerned about where his jacket is plans a solo date while they are visiting Monterey (that's suspicious). One awkward interaction after another, he requests to walk down to the beach. Once there and with as few people around as possible, he dropped down on one knee and embarrassed the absolute shit out of Devon by being a big ol' romantic sap. As you likely know, she said yes - then promptly refused to share her engagement with anyone because it wasn't anybody's business. Anyways - if you're reading this I guess we decided to make it your business!