How we got here
We met online, which is to say a bee made the introduction and then left us to it. One of us in Kent, one of us in Essex, and the Dartford Crossing between us like a medieval trial — £2.50 and forty minutes of queueing for love. Romance is not dead, it's just stuck in traffic on the M25.
Naturally, Jack proposed in an escape room. The final puzzle came down to a choice: free the trapped stranger, or eternal life together. With the clock running down, there was a heated discussion. We chose eternity, the stranger is presumably still in there, and we are told the staff no longer use that room.