It was the first week of my freshman year of college and I had just moved into student housing. One of the girls down the hall had gotten a massive bean bag delivered in a great big box. Naturally, my hallmates and I decided to get inside of the box. In true college student antic style, we ended up running around with this box and popping out of it to try to scare people. After several successful scares for our own housemates we decided to take it on the road and see how we did scaring students at some of the other resident halls. One of the people that we just happened to scare was Andrew. One thing led to another, and we all ended up in the box and trying to roll down the hill. Thankfully none of us ended up cracking our skulls on the pavement and Andrew and I became good friends.
Andrew's Commentary: I was living at Battenfeld Hall. I heard a knock at the front door, and since I was the only one in the kitchen at the time, I went to answer it. I figured it was yet another hallmate that forgot their key-card, but it was a large box that was rustling and giggling! Popping out to surprise me were two other schol-hallers I knew already, Grace and Sean, and Shannon. They then headed up the nearby stairs to try to take a picture in the box at the Chancellor's fountain.
At some point, all 4 of us were in the box and I had to hold them all up so they didn't hurt themselves!
Almost 5 years into our friendship, Andrew and I ended up reconnecting on Tinder, the dating app. It sounds silly now, but I didn't really use Tinder for dating. I was single at the time and some friends had set it up for me. We would all hang out and just kind of swipe through matches for fun and I liked to start every conversation with a terrible pun. One day, I matched with Andrew and sent him a terrible pun:
"What do you call a pile of cats?
... a meowntain"
Instead of ending the conversation, Andrew invited me to dinner. Naively, I thought this was a friend dinner and I didn't realize it was a date until he used a terrible pick-up line on me. (No, seriously, even though I asked her to dinner *via a dating app*, she just thought we were catching up! -A)
"If you were a pirate, would you have your parrot on this shoulder, or this shoulder." While putting an arm around me.
I had what you might call a light bulb moment at that point. The next day, I ended up calling a mutual friend of ours to share the surprise and excitement, but I was headed out of the country in just a few weeks. While I was gone, we kept in touch. After I had been back for a little while Andrew called me on the phone with another classic line:
"I choose you Pikachu!" (She loves Pikachu, I thought it was cute. -A)
He asked me to be his girlfriend and we've been together ever since.
If you've made it this far, you've probably figured out by now that it wouldn't be a Shannon and Andrew engagement without a story... After a long conversation about our relationship and our hopes for the future, Andrew decided the time was right. Given that I still had yet to get sized for a ring (despite several reminders from Andrew), he grabbed the nearest ring shaped object. Andrew got down on one knee, and asked me to marry him while offering the key ring of a bottle opener (we both love visiting breweries, so I explained at that moment that the symbology was still fitting. -A). We both have real rings now, but to me, having the right ring was never important. If I have the right person, nothing else matters, and I have known Andrew was the right person for a long time.