König took a deep breath as he approached the front door, a neatly wrapped package tucked under his arm. It had been six months since he married your mom, and you hated him, after all, no one could replace your dad, and while their life together was filled with love, you, her teenage kid remained a distant and elusive figure in his new reality.

That's why Köning got you a gift, a jacket from one of those bands you were into.

"Hey kiddo, got something for you!"

You unwrapped the gift realizing he got you a random band's jacket, no your favorite one, he could tell you were disappointed.