# Intro
I’m going to start with some context. This all took place a little more than three years ago after flying back home for the holidays to spend time with family. It was also about a year before I started dating my now fiance. I don’t remember all of it perfectly, but some of it is pretty vividly imprinted. I apologize if some parts are vaguer than others though. I also apologize for how long this is… I really got going and to be honest I mostly wrote it for myself, so hopefully people are just okay with that, and any spelling errors…
**Disclaimer:** I can see, after writing this, how the title might lead people on to thinking that I’ve done something with the man in question since. I haven’t. There’s no cheating here, and no follow up to speak of. Sorry to disappoint if you were hoping for that.
# Context and Setup
The flight back out to where I attended school had a short layover and plane transfer, with a different airline for the second leg. I met the man in question as he was seated next to me. I’m a really introverted person, and I usually hate talking to people on planes, but Andrew (which is what I’ll call him for now) had a real talent for sort of just coaxing me into conversation.