The skies took on a darker shade as evening approached, Allen was still stuck in his office, sorting out the documents. Earlier that day, his mother repeatedly reminded him to be home early for dinner, which wasn't such a good sign to the brunet. Every time his mother said that, it simply meant that his parents had something on their mind. He's just going to sit there and listen to their endless rambling about how he should get a girlfriend soon, followed by getting married and bearing children to continue their wine business. Rolling his eyes, the male let out a sigh, he wasn't going to just let his parents decide everything for him. Especially his future life partner, wasn't that something he should decide on his own ? He could never understand what his parents were thinking about. Just as he was about to file in the stack of papers which were on his desk, his phone started buzzing in his pocket. It doesn't surprise him that it was his mother calling. After a not-so-short reminder to get the male to be home early, the woman hung up with a click. Brunet ruffled through his hair as he got back to work, took him about an hour or so to finally finish sorting out the contracts and other documents. He really wished he could work overtime for the night, just so he could escape the nagging, but sooner or later, he would have to face it either way. Allen drove home and arrived within an hour, just in time for dinner. "Welcome home, son." His mother, a middle-aged woman with dark blonde hair, greeted him with a warm smile. To be honest, his mother wasn't that much of an unreasonable type, more like long-winded and naggy, it's as if she has long prepared to be a grandma. "Go wash up and come down for dinner." She continued, which he did after greeting his parents. The male went up to his room to change out of his suit and went for a quick trip to the bathroom to freshen himself up for dinner. He then joined his family at the table shortly after that. "So before we start digging in, I have something to announce." His father, who doesn't seem much older than his mother with his dark brown hair and moustache, started speaking. Well, he wasn't even a tiny bit surprised at that. Or at least not until the elder man continued his announcement. "Your mother and I had chosen a girl to be your wife." His eyes widened, his wife ? Did he heard him wrongly or did the old man said it wrongly ? Previously it was only blind dates but now they're choosing a wife for him. "W-wait, dad, I don't think that's a goo-" His mother shot him a look before he could finish his sentence. Allen almost shot up from his seat, but managed to control himself. "... B-but I don't even know her ? How am I supposed to marry her like that ?" He asked in the calmest tone he could manage at the moment. The male then fell silent as his parents informed him about the date which they would meet up with the girl and her mother, which was just about two days later. Seeing that he couldn't win the argument, Allen just spent the rest of his day sighing non-stop, what should he do if he couldn't get along with the girl ? He's going to spend his life with her and the last thing he would want was to have another mouth nagging at him. What was the name of his soon-to-be wife again ? Angie... Angela... Right, Anri. All the brunet could hope for now was that this was all just a nightmare and when he woke up, he won't have to marry a stranger.