Delphine & Greg

One fateful summer a few years ago two kids traveled to the Sasquatch! Music Festival in Washington as strangers. Riley was trying to navigate the crowd at the Fleet Foxes set (who knew folks could get so riled up over folk music?), but her wellies gave way to an especially slippery mud pit. She wiped out. As she mustered the coordination to get on her feet some goofy guy started bounding over to her “rescue.” Instead, he took them both out and they collapsed like bowling pins. Her first thought? “This boy needs to do less.” After that? “He’s actually pretty cute.” They laughed, introduced themselves. He said his name was Grey. They had been standing for hours and cleanliness was a lost cause at that point, so they sat there in the mud listening to “White Winter Hymnal.” She got his number. He tried to keep his cool.