Fire

You’re Making Me Sweat

So, my apartment building was on fire today. I'm okay. My roomates are okay. My apartment is okay. It was in 4A, and I live in 2B, so there wasn't any water damage or anything. 4A is empty and they're renovating it, apparently two people that were renovating got injured. Six fire trucks and two ladders and dozens of firemen, according to my roommate. Of course, I'm at work and get a panicked phone call. I get home, and you couldn't even tell there was a fire. No trucks, no traffic, not even people standing around looking at a scorched building. My roommate was like, "No, really! You have to believe me!" There was a sign later on from the American Red Cross Disaster Team telling the occupants of 4A and 3A that they had been by to assist in case there was any kind of assistance needed for the disaster. So yeah, that's that.