The man turned to look at her as he grabbed to his pants, and pulled them on, though he didnt bother to put on a shirt. He ruffled through his hair and then turned to look at her. She was, indeed, very beautiful, but she couldn't just stay in one dress all of the time. "Right. Well, it's not like normal people always dress all fancy. I get it, we will handle it. You won't have to worry about money anymore, you know." He told her simply and let out a small sigh. How could he also be one of those arranged marriages? He always thought he was going to marry because of love, not because of some whim of his father, but apparently, he had no control of his life anyway.

When Ali spoke of her stepfather, Joseph looked at her and sighed." Well, he is probably gone now. I don't even know if it upsets you or not, but he won't be badgering you again" He reassured her. "I'll make us some breakfast, come." He said before walking oit to his kitchen. His head was [i]pounding[/i]. Why did he even drink that much? It didnt really make things better. 

Joseph grabbed a couple of eggs and placed broke them against the counter. He was quite good in the kitchen. Sure, an egg omelette wasn't a chef's meal, but ue was actually pretty good in cooking. It was one of his passions. Another thing he did that his father hated. Only women belonged in the kitchen, thats what he always said. Ridiculous, didnt men eat too? He shook that thought away and grabbed a couple of vegetables, and began chopping up a salad for them.

When Ali entered the room, he was just seasoning the salad." So, I know it sucks okay? It...Sucks for me too. Not that you're not beautiful or something, but its not the way I thought I was going to wed. Not at all." He said with a small huff and then placed the salad into a large bowl. "Anyway, aren't you still in highschool? God you are in such a shitshow. You poor thing." He said and rubbed at the bridge of his nose in frustration. Was his father an idiot? She was still in highschool, and underage. Great.

"Look, I'll see if I can ask him to move the wedding to when you graduate. It should be soon, right?" He asked her before plscing the omlettes in two large, white plates.
He then walled to the fridge and took out a bottle of milk." You drink coffee? "