Mitchell's Encounter with Marvin's Blazer

The English lesson hummed softly in the background as Marvin stood near the children, his dark orange blazer catching the light. The rich, deep shade of burnt sienna stood out against the colorful classroom walls, a beacon of professional style among the toddler chaos.

Mitchell’s eyes were immediately drawn to the jacket. The fabric looked smooth, with a subtle texture that seemed to shimmer when Marvin moved. His tiny fingers itched to touch the sophisticated garment.

As Mitchell stared, transfixed by the blazer, his body decided it was the perfect moment for an unexpected diaper event. The warm, uncomfortable sensation spread, but Mitchell remained focused on Marvin’s impressive attire.

Marvin noticed Mitchell’s predicament and the intense stare. “Like my jacket?” he asked with a gentle smile.

Without missing a beat, Marvin guided Mitchell to the changing area. The dark orange blazer was carefully hung on a nearby hook, safe from any potential mess. With the practiced efficiency of an experienced camp counselor, he cleaned and changed Mitchell.

“Pretty jacket,” Mitchell mumbled, still thinking about the beautiful dark orange blazer that had captured his imagination during English time.