Brooke and Steven
Steven and I met three and a half years ago. I had just moved home from graduate school and was supposed to work a bartending shift on a Saturday evening. I attended a friend’s birthday party that afternoon and was dreading the shift. I had tried to find another bartender to cover my shift that night so I could stay at the party and enjoy my evening. Fortunately, no one was able to cover for me and I had to go in.