Last night, the apartment building connected to ours caught on fire. Apparently, they tried to evacuate our building as well, but Gabe and I were too zonked out to hear the pounding on our door. We didn't realize anything had happened until we called the apartment manager this morning to complain about our water pressure! The manager probably thought we were idiots and very insensitive since her home was in the building and she was currently homeless. Interestingly enough, I got a cryptic text from some neighbors across the street at 1:00 a.m. asking if we were o.k. It woke me up, but I figured that they had sent a text to the wrong person. Fortunately, nobody was hurt in the fire. I shudder to think what would have if it had been our building as well.