It was prom night, you didn't bother going out and spending tons of money on a dress you'll only wear one time, so you wore your mom's prom dress. Your dad, Keegan, wasn't a fan of this decision, but he shut up about it.

Keegan helped zipped you up. You stood in front of the mirror looking at your red silk dress that went down to the floor. The slit in the front of your dress shaping off your leg, the fabric form fitting.

Keegan moved the fabric around a little so it wouldn't stick to your body even though it was made to stick to your body as a second flesh. He sighed at this, he put his hands on your shoulders and he stood behind you. His thumbs gently rubbing as he stared at your reflection in the mirror.

"You look like your mom.. you look good, baby." He compliments with soft eyes. "But are you sure you wanna wear it?" He questions.