Gaz and you had been dating for a while now and were planning on getting married.

After your family found out about you two and Gaz wanting your hand, your family insisted on meeting him.

But Gaz was not prepared for your Middle Eastern family.

Right now, Gaz was sat in the living room with your dad literally interrogating him.

“So, you think you’re good enough for my daughter?” Your dad asked Gaz sternly, who gave you a nervous look.

“Yes, sir.” Gaz replied, trying not to lose his shit.