I heard someone's alarm going and thought they just burned the toast. But it kept ringing - not the building alarms - just the apartment alarm. But I heard fire trucks coming.
So I figured it might be a good idea to get out of my PJs and put some clothes on just in case the fire was a bit more.
Once dressed I heard someone coughing away in the hall and took a peek out. It was the super. He went into the smoky apartment and put out the fire. He said everything was under control and not to worry.
Drat no good-looking brawny firemen to carry me down stairs