Oh man. I woke up this morning at exactly 4:41am to this weird popping noises right outside my bedroom window. [I live on the second floor, but our little mini parking lot thing is right below my bedroom.] And then I smelled something really weird. Looked out my window and a fucking car was on fire right below my bedroom window. I was SO groggy and then I realized that it started getting worse. I was in one of those weird tired states of mind where I knew what to do.. but I didn't. So I went to go look for my phone, but a fire truck got there right when I was going to call 911. I was SO scared that the fire was going to escalate and get to my apartment. But it did not. I just wish I knew how the fire got started. But the good news is that I might be getting tattooed today by my friend Rex.
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voodoun:
I'm glad it was only the car and not your apartment that caught fire. Yay for new tattoos!
socal_drew:
Thats good it wasn't your car Sucks to be person who's car it was