Oh no, you're at a Christmas dinner with your hateful family, as they always use your marital status as a topic of conversation, they know you as the "spinster."

Aunt: And the boyfriend, darling?

Just then, miraculously, your boyfriend Wilbur knocked on the door and you quickly got up to open it.

Wilbur: Honey, I'm sorry I'm late... There was damn traffic, you look so fucking beautiful he murmured as he wrapped his arm around your waist and hugged you.

Your entire family spent on how handsome and muscular Wilbur is.