There was a fire alarm in the building last night. It was about 11:30ish when the insane beeping goes on throughout the building. I descend the stairs past Theresa on the phone with emergency services and she tells us to go out to the tennis court parking lots. We all walk over there and we're all checking on our friends and roommates. Of course I have no coat and no shoes...
We're beside the northeast corner of the building, and Caleb and James Berry have piled their mattresses outside of their room, and there's four people on the balcony of the room above them. Gab is scared of heights and doesn't want to jump, so Kirsty climbs up to try to help somehow. The fire trucks are on the other side of the building talking to Theresa when we all find out there's no actual fire. A couple of drunk people took out one of the fire extinguishers and sprayed it everywhere. Apparently the fumes seemed kind of like smoke. So Gab and Jaimie and someone else and their very drunk roommate all make a run for it down the stairs. We all still have to stay out of the building until they can clear all the foam and fumes. We all wander over to South Village where Jaimie starts to play us wonderful piano tunes. Honestly, the whole room of about 8 people are affixed, listening to her amazingness. Then they tell us that if we inhaled any smoke we should get checked out by the paramedics, so I take Tatiana to get checked out. We still couldn't get in to the building until like 12:30ish. End of story.
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