It all started with mutual roommates, a group of friends, and—believe it or not—a mild concussion.

The very first time we hung out, Michael had a concussion (yes, really) and doesn’t remember most of it. So technically, our second hangout was our “real” first. That happened at Busch Gardens, during a birthday celebration for one of our friends. We spent the day riding roller coasters, laughing way too much, and slowly but surely, something started to click between us.

By the end of that day, it was pretty clear: we’d found something special.

But if you ask Michael, he’ll confidently tell you we met at Hooters. And hey, we’re not saying he’s wrong—we’re just saying there’s a slightly more accurate version.

Since then, we’ve grown together through all of life’s twists and turns—even packing up and moving to a new state to start our next adventure side by side. It hasn’t always been perfect, but it’s always been us—and we wouldn’t have it any other way.

Now, we’re so excited to celebrate this next chapter with all the people who’ve cheered us on, laughed with us, and loved us along the way.