01
Ice cream & the immediate encore
The first date, the laugh I kept thinking about, and the text sent as soon as you got home because I already wanted more time.
One hundred days together
Tap the ten blueberries hiding in our hundred days 🫐
0 / 10 memories opened
Every tenth day is holding a little piece of us.
the official statistics
By the numbers
Peer reviewed by the Mayor of Nap City. Margin of error: extremely cute.
100
days of choosing each other
6
time zones survived
36
questions interrogated
2
muffins I still owe you
1
game-winning goal
∞
shared naps planned
ten little chapters
How we got here
Not every day needs a monument. These ones got one anyway. Tap each chapter to open it.
02
The HOPE sign interrogation
Peterson Creek, indecisive rain, and thirty-six questions. You survived the interview and somehow still came back.
03
An ass-kicker, officially
You scored the game-winner and delivered the most accurate scouting report of all time: “Yeah, I’m an ass kicker.”
04
Future-professor fangirling
You talked about research with that spark you get when you care deeply. Somewhere, a future student is going to feel very lucky.
05
Paint night & muffin accounting
You planned a romantic painting date. I ate the last two muffins. My books remain unreconciled.
06
Royal Sushi wins on company
The food earned a tie. I won the company category. Fleetwood Mac entered the soundtrack and never really left.
07
A blueberry motif is born
A Spotify blend, the soyest of the bois, and two pairs of blueberry things: one for you and one for me. 🫐
08
Barcelona, from six time zones away
Late dinners, tiny tapas, accounting-office date spots, and proof that missing someone can still feel strangely sweet.
09
May 30: officially official
Six time zones apart, I got to call you my girlfriend. Easily my favourite entry in the archive.
10
The part we haven’t written yet
More dates, more snacks, more tiny exhibits—and at least ninety-eight fewer outstanding muffin liabilities.
a letter for day one hundred
Open when ready
Kristiana,
One hundred days isn’t a lifetime, but it has been long enough for you to turn ordinary things into landmarks. Ice cream became a beginning. Blueberries became ours. A nap became a city with a mayor.
I adore your laugh, your ambition, your tenderness, and the way you can be both the warmest person in the room and an undisputed ass-kicker. Being with you has made my life funnier, softer, and much more worth documenting.
Thank you for every message across every time zone, every inside joke, every date, and every day you have chosen us. Here’s to the first hundred—and to making the archive ridiculously long.
— Tushar 💗
in case the evidence was insufficient
One more reason
reason 01 / 10
You make warmth feel like a superpower.
look how this escalated
Then & now
Tap each card to flip it from the beginning to where we are now.
little moments, increasingly serious archival treatment
the us arcade
What do we need tonight?
A few tiny tools for choosing time together without turning it into homework.
date night roulette
Let fate plan the date
Set the vibe and receive one highly scientific recommendation.
Awaiting romantic bureaucracy…
Choose the mood, then spin.
the love battery
How much charge do we have?
Pick tonight’s shared energy—not how much you love each other, obviously.
Tap your shared energy level for a tiny ritual.
open whenever needed
The Kristiana appreciation jar
Tap the jar. Every note is true; the order is delightfully unregulated.
There are twelve little notes waiting in here.0 / 12 opened
three-question championship
How well do you know the lore?
1. What started this whole archive?
2. How many time zones tried—and failed—to beat us?
3. Which date location is owed a rematch?
0 / 3 correct
press play on us
Our soundtrack
The shared playlist, now officially part of the archive.
Tushar + Kristiana · Spotify
One hundred days, on shuffle
For cooking, driving, parallel play, proper dates, and accidentally turning the kitchen into a dance floor.
your turn
Choose our next hundred
Pick three things we should make happen. Your choices stay saved on this device—very binding, extremely official.
Choose up to three future exhibits:
0 / 3 chosendo not open early
A message for day 200
A tiny time capsule from the first hundred, waiting for December 16, 2026.
Sealed with two blueberries 🔒
—days
—hours
—minutes
—seconds
This message will unlock automatically on day 200. Until then: keep making things worth putting in the archive.
💯🫐💗
To the next hundred
The counter stops here. We don’t.
plan our next date →