Dear Prudence is Slate's advice column. For this edition, Hillary Frey, Slate's editor-in-chief, will be filling in as Prudie. My partner of five years and I just got married after two years of extensive wedding planning and preparation. We had a very large guest list with a variety of needs that needed to be taken into account, such as international travel and physical limitations, and I feel grateful that my husband was very intentional about making sure the labor of wedding planning was split as equitably as possible between the two of us. We agreed that we wanted to write our own vows because we thought it was more meaningful than using traditional ones.

This special edition is part of our Guest Prudie series, where we ask smart, thoughtful people to step in as Prudie for the day and give you advice. Today's columnist is number one New York Times-bestselling author Leigh Bardugo. She is the author of the books The Familiar, Ninth House and the creator of the Grishaverse (now a Netflix original series) which spans the Shadow and Bone trilogy, the Six of Crows duology, the King of Scars duology. Her short fiction has appeared in multiple anthologies including The Best American Science Fiction and Fantasy. She lives in Los Angeles and is an associate fellow of Pauli Murray College at Yale University. We asked Bardugo to weigh in on "romantic" gestures gone wrong, conversational vampires, and vocal dogs: I recently met a man on a dating app. We hit it off quickly. We were texting all of the time about work, writing, and the world--often getting pretty flirty. I was having tons of fun. He was charming and seemed to me conspicuously brilliant.

This is part of Advice Week: Friendship Edition. We'll help you make friends, leave them--and even sleep with them. Four years ago, my fiancé and I drove his Honda Accord to central Illinois with my boxes of sweaters and his computer monitor blocking our rear view. We knew no one in the town we were headed to except each other; we were there because he was going to grad school, and I could work remotely. Our only welcome party was the whir of cicadas perched in the trees, which I'd never heard before, but they delighted me so much I'd roll down the windows to listen whenever I was in the car.

Jenée Desmond-Harris is online weekly to chat live with readers. Here's an edited transcript of this week's chat. Q. Starcraft slump: My boyfriend is a kind, caring, loving man, and I am mostly satisfied with our relationship. His main hobby is the online game Starcraft, and he spends maybe 10 to 15 hours a week on it, usually a game each evening. The problem is that if he loses a game, it can color his mood for days. There are usually like two to three days a month where he's down in the dumps because of this.