Love in an elevator... Livin' it up when were goin' down. But really, Ryan and I first met when we were freshmen in college. We both had 8am classes 3 days a week and lived on the same floor. Little did we know those awkward, silent elevator rides from the 9th floor to the basement would lead to a budding romance. As time went by, we had pre games together with our friends in the dorm and saw each other out at the bars on Bridge Street. One day, Ryan stopped by my room and asked me to be his date to his club lacrosse formal. I said yes, and the rest is history!