Chris and Ashleigh met in 2019 at a party in Pacific Beach, San Diego, and of course, Chris was immediately drawn to her fun-loving personality and beautiful smile. Unfortunately for Chris, it didn't go anywhere. But after many moons and many unanswered DM's on Instagram from Chris, Ashleigh finally saw him in the wild, dancing on a yacht in the San Diego Bay. 

 

Some would say that was the straw that broke the camel's back.

 

It wasn't long after this night that they were spending every waking moment together, and thanks to covid, they ended up quarantining together at her house in San Diego. Chris, however, apparently didn't like being locked in a house with a bunch of pretty girls, in such a beautiful place. Instead, he packed up his things after a month and a half and headed back east to join his best friends at a lake house in Connecticut, where he could enjoy cold ones whenever he wanted to, without judgment, and most importantly, fish.

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In May 2020, Ashleigh flew to visit Chris and his friends in Connecticut for Memorial Day weekend. She was immediately accepted into the friend group and admired for her uncanny ability to make quesadillas and all sorts of other delectable meals for Chris and his friends.

 

As I sit here writing this, I'm happy to say she never left.

 

After a few great summer months, they wound up moving to Boston, only to be forced out of their lovely apartment by a flood in February of 2021. 

 

With no place left to live, it was time for Ashleigh and Chris to hit the road. After a long trip down the east coast and many stays in cheap hotel rooms with handicapped showers, they made their way back home to Charleston, SC. Where they bought a home, a boat, a golden retriever, and the rest, well, the rest is history.