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.