Zuri Harrison

"You, what is your job?" my father asked the man sitting next to me, my boyfriend, Simon.

"Uh… I… I'm a model," Simon stammered, visibly nervous under my father's cold stare. I glared at my father in frustration. He had invited Simon over, yet now he was intimidating him.

"He's a famous model! Haven't you ever seen his face on TV, in magazines, and on those big banners?" I boasted about my handsome boyfriend with a sweet smile, but my father ignored me and continued scrutinizing Simon.

"How much do you earn? Do you know that Zuri spends a lot of money? She can spend several hundred thousand dollars in a single day on unnecessary purchases. And I've never had a problem with it. Can you be like me? If you can, I'll approve of your relationship." My father spoke with an intimidating tone as Simon grew more anxious.

I immediately grabbed Simon's arm to comfort him.