Aaron Verlice, the charismatic and talented quarterback of the university's football team, has always been known for his precision on the field and his charm off it. But few people know about his secret passion - art. Aaron's sketches and paintings...
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As I sat in our dorm room with Blair, we were in the midst of getting ready for Aaron's mother's charity event. I looked at myself in the mirror, making sure that I looked presentable. My hair was curled and styled, and I was carefully applying my makeup. Blair, as always, was the picture of elegance, her own flawless makeup accentuating her natural beauty.
I had decided to wear a simple blouse and jeans, keeping my outfit casual yet chic. It was a comfortable choice, and I knew it would be easy to move around in during the event. I ran my hands over the fabric, checking to make sure everything looked okay. Satisfied, I turned to Blair, who was still fussing with her own outfit.
Blair, like me, was opting for a relaxed look, and had chosen a slight similar outfit. She wore a soft sweater with a scoop neckline, paired with a pair of dark-washed jeans. Her hair was pulled up in a messy bun, with tendrils falling artfully around her face. She gave me a small smile, our choices in clothing reflecting our desire for comfort and ease at the event.
As I went through the motions of putting things in my bag, my thoughts drifted back to Aaron. Specifically, to the day he lent me his jacket when I was soaked from the rain after my breakup with Loren. The memory brought a small smile to my lips, and I looked over at the jacket, which was hung neatly on the back of a chair.
But, it wasn't there.
My eyes widened in horror as I spied the jacket on the floor, chewed on by Cookie, the brown lop male bunny. Cookie, in a mischievous mood, had turned the jacket into his chew toy. Worse still, he had peed on it, dousing the fabric with urine.
"Cookie!" I quickly crossed the room and snatched the jacket away from Cookie, scolding him gently for his behavior. The jacket was now stained and ruined, the once-pristine fabric now sporting chew marks and a faint, unpleasant odor from the bunny's accident.
Blair looked up from her own preparations and wrinkled her nose at the sight of the ruined garment.
"Looks like Cookie had a little accident," she commented with a smirk. "Aaron's jacket won't be quite the same anymore."
I groaned in frustration, wondering how on earth I was going to explain this to Aaron. He had been kind enough to lend me the jacket, and now it was ruined. I shook my head, mentally scolding myself for leaving it within reach of Cookie and his destructive tendencies.
I turned the jacket over in my hands, examining the damage. The fabric was definitely ruined, and the smell of bunny urine clung to it stubbornly. There was no way I could return it in this condition – Aaron would undoubtedly be upset. Of course he is, it's his jacket that ruined. Ughh, I was going to have to come up with a plan to compensate him for the ruined jacket.
I heaved a deep sigh, knowing I would have to go shopping soon to replace the ruined jacket. I scanned my closet, my gaze landing on my Calvin Klein jacket – a potential replacement. But I knew it wouldn't be quite the same as the one Aaron lent me. I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt for damaging his property.
