"Since I'll never tell my kids this story, might as well tell the internet. At the beginning of my senior year in college, my roommates and I threw a party. Through a long series of secondhand invites, my now-fiancé showed up. I was first interested because he brought his own beer, like a damn gentleman. (Who does that at college parties, right?) We talked, flirted, drank, and eventually made our way to a nearby bar. Long story short, the next morning I was leaving his place texting my friend, 'Just had a one-night stand and I do not regret it.' Two-plus years later, he proposed to me in front of that same bar, and we're getting married next year. Neither of us were necessarily looking for love or a relationship or whatever, but when you know, you know, you know?"