Jacked The Jacket

(After about six months of my roommate and I each thinking it belonged to the other, we determine that an army green jacket must have been left behind by a guest. It’s been so long that we can’t figure out who it belonged to, so I decide it’s mine now. My boyfriend knows this, and has seen me wear it a couple times already.)

Boyfriend: “Brr, it’s so chilly out.”

Me: “Yeah, I’m glad I wore this jacket.”

Boyfriend: “It’s definitely a good jacket. Nice and warm. I used to have one just like it, but I don’t know what happened to it. I haven’t been able to find it for months.”

Me: “…Is it this one?”

(We’re married now and have joint custody of the jacket.)