#firreeeeee

Okay, so every Wednesday I work in the TSG office. I sit at the front desk and say hi to people. Well I was sitting at the desk when I get two phone calls from a number I didn't know. I just ignored it because I was like who diss. Then my roommate calls and says "Hey you should probably get home now because our apartment is on fire." All I could say was "Oh okay, be there soon." I was in total shock my biggest concern = is my PS3 OKAY?! I just stood up in the office grabbed my bag and left someone was trying to talk to me and I just left. I ran down the four blocks to my apartment to go up to my apartment and see my kitchen covered in soot. 

My roommate was crying and I just sat down and looked around. There was a man trying to figure out what caused the fire. He asked us how old our stove was and stuff. And we said only like 30 days and he said no way it was that young. And I have personally never used the oven so? Well he left and our apartment was so sooty. I didn't even know what to do. I went into my room and started cleaning up and stuff.