Fire Fire || diditinheels
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Owen had been in the middle of taking a shower when he heard the fire alarm go off. Thinking it was just a drill, he’d taken the time to wash his hair and rinse his body before getting out of the shower. It wasn’t until he was wrapping a towel around his waist and grabbing his toiletry bag that he smelled the smoke.
Running out into the hall, bare feet slapping the floor, he noticed everyone shoving to get to the exit. He knew that everyone forgot about the back stairs because they were so out of the way, so he caught a few people on his way there, and directed them towards the clear staircase.
Once outside, he stared up at his dorm, the fire seemed to be on the top floor only, and his was three floors down. Hopefully all his stuff would be okay. The fire department arrived as he was scanning the face of the building, and for once he thanked the gods that he’d decided to go to school in California and not New York. It was still fairly warm even thought it was late at night and in the middle of October.
Crossing his arms, he shook his head, watching the firemen spray the flames, hoping that he would be able to get clothing soon. He felt rather exposed in nothing but a towel around his waist.
