Here we are in college. That's me on the left, Rose in the middle, Ryan on the right. I guess this was... damn, seven years ago? That's insane.
Ryan and I were roommates first year. We didn't like each other much at first. I thought he was uptight (to be fair, he was). He thought I was an arrogant prick (to be fair, I was).
But I realized he's also one of the nicest people I've ever met, and he realized that on occasion I'm not an arrogant prick. We were roommates every year after that.
Rose came into the picture Sophomore year when Ryan met her at some fru fru charity event, making omelets or some shit, I don't remember. I liked her immediately. It became our goal to get Ryan piss drunk by the end of semester.
The three of us were inseparable for the rest of college.