ZION'S POV
"Oho, look what we have here! My dear son seems to be having quite the dilemma when it comes to choosing his clothes," my father exclaimed as he waltzed into my room without so much as a courtesy knock.
"Pa, how many times do I have to remind you to knock before coming in?" I replied, frowning slightly as I gathered the various garments scattered across my bed. Shirts, pants, and accessories were all in disarray, reflecting my current state of confusion.
"You don't need to be so grumpy, okay? By the way, where are you headed looking all stressed out like this? It’s the first time I’ve seen you so frazzled over clothes. I thought you said that everything looks good on you!" Dad said, slowly lowering himself onto the edge of my bed and gesturing for me to join him by patting th
