So this one is based on a tumblr prompt that I don't remember, but it involved a fire evacuation at college. I have no idea what this is, which is partly why I never finished it. Well anyway, enjoy!

College is...Not great. I expected my college experience to be more partying and less studying. As it turns out, med school is a lot harder than anticipated. Like, a lot a lot. Alas, I must become a doctor. Not only does it pay well, it's a job that will always be there. We might not need movies or pizza in the future, but people will always hurt themselves. And...My parents are sort of pushing me to become one. In return for becoming a doctor, I got free tuition from my parents. I'm poor as fuck right now, and I can't afford to go to college without them. And they know that. And, if I'm honest...I've always wanted to be a doctor, to help people. To save someone's life. It was my dream job. Anyway, I'm stuck with med school. With no way to escape. There's a ton of work, and pretty long school hours. It's not fun. While my roommate wants to be a pilot and can go to parties and get pregnant (well, I'm 89% sure she's a lesbian, so maybe not that part), I'm stuck at our dorm doing homework. I have always loved sleep, but now I need it. More than normal. If I don't get at least 8 hours, I'm practically an incarnation of the devil. So, on January 2nd at 3 AM when someone pulled the fire alarm, I was pissed. I woke up in a frenzy, kicking off my blankets at the loud alarm. It was an odd mix of a car horn and an air horn. It sounded horrible. Still somewhat asleep, it took me a minute to realize what was going on. I looked around the room frantically, as if searching for directions. My roommate was nowhere to be found, and her blankets were all over the place. I was half thankful for absence. I grabbed my phone quickly, despite always being told to leave everything behind. It was an iphone 6 to be fair, and much too fancy to let burn. So out into the 29 degree winter I went, wearing nothing but cat decorated pajamas, a confused, but pissed look, and my inconvenient glasses. The space outside the dorm is flocked with people, all buzzing. Their breath created little clouds that hovered in front of their mouths. I could see the outline of a friend from down the hall in the crowd. I rushed over, teeth chattering. When I found him, he was grinning at some other boy. I poked him to alert him of my presence. He stopped mid sentence, and turned to face me. His grey eyes lit up.

"Tess!" He said as if we weren't outside of our dorm building because the fire alarm was pulled.

"Hey Pascao" I said, trying really hard not to sound pissed.

If he noticed my anger, he didn't say anything.

"Cold?"

Damn him and his sarcasm.

"Very" I mutter through clenched teeth.

He hands me his coat, and I take it. He doesn't get cold. He goes out in the snow in a t-shirt.

"Thank you"

"No problem"

I glance around the crowd, all of them murmuring about the situation. I jump from foot to foot, trying to warm myself up. Finally, my temper breaks.

"Alright, who's the motherfucker who pulled this off" I grumble, looking around the crowd.

"Does he realize it's JANUARY AND BELOW FREEZING!?" I'm screaming now, and getting weird glances from the crowd.

"I'm going to find that asshole and murder him." I'm not even talking to anyone at this point. Some blonde in the crowd looks terrified. A freshman, no doubt.

"Pft, Tess calm down" Pascao laughs.

"I WILL NOT CALM DOWN" I scream back.

The blonde looks even more scared now.

"I swear, i'm going to find whoever did this, and murder them" A girl with a brown shimmery ponytail keeps giving me weird looks. I think about screaming 'freedom of speech lady!', but decide against it. I'm envious of the people in the other buildings. Like Daniel, a guy from one of my classes. He lives in building 49, no 57 like me. He's probably sleeping right now, blissfully ignoring the commotion outside.

"It really is in poor taste" Pascao says, giving the crowd a glance.

"Definitely"

The blonde kid is staring at me now. It's kind of creepy. He has dark blue eyes (maybe they just look dark because it in the middle of the night), and really big glasses. He's wearing blue flannel pants, and a grey shirt with someone written on it that I can't read from here.

"What moron would ever think this is a good prank idea?"

"A high one"

I have to laugh at that. It's short, and it sends tufts of steam into the air. Pascao smiles because I'm not screaming profanity anymore. I'm about to add on, but a voice on the PA cuts me off.

"We are extremely sorry about that. Rest assured, we are tracking down whoever pulled the alarm. You may re-enter the building now, again, sorry for the commotion"

The PA turns off, and we all wander back inside. I'm still cold and mad as hell. Everyone starts to go back to their dorms, including me. Me and Pascao say goodbye, him going to his dorm and me to mine. I walk in, and plop down on my bed. I cover myself up, and roll over. As hard as I try to sleep, it occurs to me that I'm too upset. I sigh, and get up. I grab my glasses, and walk down to the vending machines. I stand at the snack machine, studying all the options, when I notice someone else is here. I turn, and discover it's the blonde from outside. He gives me a scared glance, and then hurriedly turns back to the vending machine.

"Okay then..." I murmur.

"It was me!" he yells out.

"What?"

"It was me, I pulled the alarm. It was an accident, i was falling and I just grabbed onto something and I" he trailed off, wringing his hands.

"YOU!!!" I scream, and lunge at him.