It was a crisp fall day, as Meghan walked the quiet halls before school at Pioneer Charter School. As she entered the staff room to make her morning copies, she stopped dead in her tracks. She couldn't help but notice a tall drink of water with his head buried in the copier. Whether it was the wrinkled khakis, the navy and baby blue Pioneer jacket, or the awkward amount of sweat on his brow- she was stuck in a trance. Despite the obsenities muttered under his breath as he pulled shredded pieces of paper from the machine, she knew he was the one for her. He, however, was an IDIOT! And so, the wait began... and the two spent the next several years exchanging witty banter and awkward silences as they navigated the friend zone. Until finally, on a cold December evening in 2015 Kevin was pushed off the cliff with the help of the Heberts and some liquid courage served at the classiest of venues, The Burren. From that point on, these two were inseperable. Between his hysterical sense of humor and her devastating beauty, everyone knew this match was historic. The deal was sealed in March of 2018, when after brunch at one of their favorite North End spots, Kevin asked Meghan if she wanted to take a walk down to the Long Wharf. It was there, with the tide splashing over the pier and the wind howling, Kevin looked into her eyes and dropped down on one knee and Meghan, of course, said yes.