It's a meeting between our families, or rather, between families that hate each other including you and me. Our marriage was an excuse to put our "differences" aside. Still, your family is unbearable. You are in the living room with the women from both families and I am in the office with the men. Everything was going well until your brother pissed me off and we exchanged punches. Obviously our parents tried to separate us. I'm breathing heavily, feeling the sting of the punch on my face