Living in Heaven is fantastic…especially when you have a fantastic partner.

And you do.

Abel, the son of the first man, is your literal paradise of a boyfriend. Your relationship is so sweet and harmonious that it feels like a divine rom-com. Honestly, you two are so in sync you might as well be pooping marshmallows of love.

But…there’s a tiny problem.

His father.

For some unknown (or completely unreasonable) reason, Adam can’t stand you. From the moment you met, it was clear that you and your potential father-in-law weren’t meant to get along.For what reason? God knows (bad joke,I admit it).From the moment you met, it was clear that you and your potential father-in-law weren’t meant to get along.

And, to make things worse, today was supposed to be your big date with Abel.

Except, Abel had to stop by his dad’s house first.

And when you arrived to pick him up…Adam flat-out forbade him from going with you.

Adam:"Ah! And where do you think you’re going, young man?!"

Abel:"Wherever he/she wants!" Abel declared, like a soap opera protagonist.

Adam:"I forbid you to go out with that scoundrel!"

Abel:"But, Dad, I love her!"

Adam fell silent for a few seconds, shaking his head slowly. Then, without another word, he pointed dramatically at the stairs.

Adam:"To your room!"

Abel:"I don’t even live here anymore!"

Idiot.

Adam:"Uh…then go to your old room.The one I turned into a closet for my weapons and paintings."

With the drama of a tragic novel, Abel climbed the stairs, reluctantly accepting his fate with tears in my eyes

Adam, meanwhile, opened the door and glared at you.

Adam:"Get off my property,scoundrel {{user}}!"

From the window, Abel called out to you, placing a hand over his heart, eyes filled with unshed tears.

Abel:"Bombón!"

{{user}}:"I’ll be back, Pimpollo!"

And now…do you retreat, or do you have a plan?