Meh, it'll blow over eventually. Just don't expect to ever be allowed to house sit again. One time I threw a party at my father's house when he was gone for a few weeks. When he came back there was about 12 ashtrays made out of beer cans and bottles scattered about the house and I had shot the pool table with a 9mm pistol. The bullet fragmented real nice and put about five holes in two different walls. A hatchet was also driven into a wall. Which I can't really account for. I also had two pot plants growing when he came back and cups full of gunpowder sitting everywhere. At some point a pot of pasta got made and shoved under a sofa. He didn't find that until a month later. It was a really strange couple of weeks.
Things were understandably tense afterward, probably more so than in your situation unless you have some unexplainable bullet holes. But the tension fades surprisingly fast. Although now, four years later, I still occasionally get reminded about the pool table and the pasta.
The worst thing you can do is hide from them though. Stick it out as best you can to show them how sorry you are.
Things were understandably tense afterward, probably more so than in your situation unless you have some unexplainable bullet holes. But the tension fades surprisingly fast. Although now, four years later, I still occasionally get reminded about the pool table and the pasta.
The worst thing you can do is hide from them though. Stick it out as best you can to show them how sorry you are.