VENTILATION, PEOPLE. ESPECIALLY WHEN SPRAY PAINTING IN THE DORM LOUNGE. D:

Ok, so it was more just an aggravation having my homework time interrupted by the FREAKIN FIRE ALARM for me. (Oh, fire department. I thought I quit you when I left Ross Hall.) However, ONE girl was in the SHOWER when the freaking alarm went off, and she was WET and wrapped in a TOWEL that barely covered ANYTHING.

Needless to say, I gave her my coat without hesitation. That does not fix being wet and outside at this time of night in these temperatures.

I don't recall a zombie infestation here. Everyone's brains should be intact. (Though the lingering fumes of spray paint, now that the fire department opened up the lounge to find the source, may change that.) WHY MUST THE STUPID PERSIST? D: