We met in Raleigh, North Carolina in 2009 at a yearlong work training program. For the first half of the program, we were simply acquaintances. As time moved on, Travis began hanging out around my cubical attempting to have casual conversation. His casual conversation usually consisted of making up funny nicknames for me - the most popular was "Mac N' Cheese." For the longest time, I thought Travis was from Texas because of thetwang in his voice.
As time progressed, it was clear that Travis had a slight crush. In my usual awkward way, I pretended to ignore Travis' hints that he wanted to get to know me better. My darling friend Laura kept telling me to try and get to know Travis a little more, proclaiming, "He is such a nice guy. Give him a chance." But I was far too stubborn to give the guy from Texas a shot.
One evening after a night out partying, we were in a taxi going home. The conversation suddenly turned toward the topic of breakfast and my friend said that she was in the mood for waffles. Travis jumped up and said, "Why don't you guys come over for brunch tomorrow? My roommate and I have all of this food, and we would love to make brunch for you." Of course this was a lie. Travis did not have any food in the bachelor pad, nor did he have any materials to cook with if he had some. Early the next morning, Travis set his alarm for 6 AM and ran to the store to buy EVERYTHING. When I found out about his journey to try to impress me and cook for me, I was suddenly beginning to crush on him too.
We dated, fell in love and became best friends. We met each other's friends and families who we now love as much as our own. We've had great times and bad times and many times in between, but through it all we've had each other.