Our housemate Quentin had a bitch of a girlfriend for over a year. When they first got together he lent her his very nice leather jacket because she was cold. She kept it, said he gave it to her, and wouldn't give it back.
Sign of things to come.
Finally, after a protracted fucked up relationship, he came home one night wearing his leather jacket. Bec and I looked at each other, then said, "Uh, Quentin, something you want to tell us?"
True story.