Katrina and Marc

Image 1 of Katrina and Marc

How We Met

We met in the fall semester in 2012 at Minnesota State University Moorhead. Marc was a freshly graduated alumnus, and I was a new starting freshman. I was attending an on-campus club meeting, Gamer’s Club, which is the event we met at. Marc was showing one of my friends how to play Street Fighter X Tekken, and fighting games in general, and my friend goes, “I’m a video game virgin,” and I also said, “I am also a video game virgin.” Marc turned to us both and said, “We can fix that.” We became friends for a couple of years after that before we finally started dating in August 2014.

How They Asked

We had decided to take a last-minute road trip to Fargo/Moorhead for old time’s sake. We left our home in Minneapolis after feeding the fur baby (cat) and drove straight up after work. On the drive up, I had a feeling he might have been up to something, but, after so many years of being together, I didn’t want to get my hopes too high. I did ask him if he had any plans after dinner or before we went back to the hotel that night, and he suggested star-gazing, which we hadn’t done since the relationship was about a few weeks old. We checked in to the C’Mon Inn in Fargo, ND, and then he treated me to dinner at Paradiso’s Mexicana, one of his favorite Mexican restaurants. We then took the scenic route through downtown Fargo and through other familiar streets when we both resided in the area. We then drove about 5 to 10 minutes outside the town limits into some farm areas and parked on the side of the road where light pollution wouldn’t corrupt the beautiful night sky.

Image 2 of Katrina and Marc

We held each other and talked for a little bit. He then said he had to ask me “a very important question” before reaching into his back pocket, to which I already knew what he was doing on that and I started to already tear up and freak out. He got down on one knee, gave his speech on wanting to spend the rest of his life with me, and popped the question, while we were both mercilessly being eaten alive by mosquitoes in the late summer evening (I did suggest bug spray, but he claimed “we’ll be fine!”).

Special Thanks

Katrina's parents, Jon and Sue
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Marc's boss, Shelly
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