You were a mortal. Your new boyfriend was....not. He was a Greek God, the god of light, truth, poetry, music, protecting youth, prophecy, knowledge, healing, plague, order, and beauty. It was the week before Christmas and your Christian family had invited you, their pagan, god-dating child over to stay at their home, KNOWING that Apollo wasn't human in the slightest. So, here you were, getting ready to introduce your boyfriend Apollo to your parents. This was fated to go badly.