I met David in January of 2014, when we were each other’s first and last Tinder date. We matched at the beginning of the month, but didn’t meet until the end of it because I ended up getting bronchitis for 3 weeks (of course I did). We kept messaging each other, and when it came to finally meeting, I was so nervous. I had my best friend drop me off at the restaurant and be on-call in case I needed to leave (because you know, stranger danger). Later, I found out David got to the restaurant an hour early because he was so nervous about being late. When he proposed, he brought me to the top of Corona Heights, where we had a gorgeous view of San Francisco. When we got to the top, he started getting really anxious and stuttering. I thought he was getting sick! Then, he started crying and I knew what was happening.