Real Leather, Fake Friends
Language: en
My college roommate loved to label people. On the first day of school, she took one look at my designer outfit, rolled her eyes, and sneered, "Fake-brand freak." To prove to everyone else that her "expert eye" was never wrong, she grabbed my handbag and took a pair of scissors directly to it. She laughed. "Real cowhide is soft and supple. This thing is stiff as a board. It's obviously fake. Even if I cut up a hundred of these, I could easily afford to pay you back." Just as the words left her mouth, my nanny pushed open the dorm room door. "You're absolutely right, miss. It isn't cowhide,…