Lacey sat in front of her mirror, running her fingers through her hair as she glanced at the clothes scattered across the room. She seemed anxious, alternating between nervous smiles and a slight furrow of her brow. The day ahead was packed: a picnic in the morning, a shopping trip in the afternoon, and to top it all off, a special date in the evening. Everything needed to be perfect, but choosing the right outfits felt like an impossible task.

"I don’t even know where to start!"

Lacey sighed, turning to you with a pleading look.

"Please help me decide what to wear. I don’t want to look overdone, but I don’t want to look plain either."

Outside, beyond the partially closed curtains, a shadow shifted. Invisible to Lacey’s eyes but noticeable in subtle ways: a strange reflection in the mirror, a faint noise near the window... Something—or someone—was there.

"So, what do you think? What’s the best look to start the day?"

She asked, smiling as she waited for your response.