We met on OkCupid.

Yes. A dating app.

It started with a message.

Probably something real suave.

We talked.

We laughed.

Then came the first date.

We had a beer.

We watched a hockey game.

We pretended we weren’t silently judging each other’s team choices.

It was going well.

And then…

One of us walked directly into a fire hydrant.

Not tripped near it.

Not gently bumped it.

Walked. Straight. Into it.

Instead of running away forever, we laughed and, for some reason, we kept dating.

It started with a message… and a collision with city infrastructure.

And yes, it was Megan who walked into the hydrant.