“DePaul Dodgeball. Mondays and Thursdays at 9PM. Headshots allowed.”
It was these words that first brought us together, all the way back in 2011.
We were both college freshmen, both far from home, and both looking for an on-campus activity that would occupy our time and maybe lead to a new friend or two. Finding the love of our lives was definitely not on either of our agendas, but sometimes freshman year is weird like that.
It started off slow. Sam complimented Klaire’s shirt. Klaire assumed Sam was a senior (because of the beard) and offered a nervous “thanks” in response, but not much else. It took a few months worth of dodgeball practices before we considered each other friends and almost a year and a half worth of friendship for Sam to finally invite Klaire out on a date.
We kept our relationship a secret at first, worried about the relentless teasing we'd inevitably get from their dodgeball teammates, but word eventually got out. The teasing was brutal, as expected. But 12 years later, we both agree it was so, so worth it.