Couch Fire: A Night to Forget

I let my friend crash at my place for one night… and he almost burned my apartment down

So this happened last week and I still can’t believe it. My friend texted

me at 2:17 AM asking if he could crash at my place. He said it was a “long story.” I

said yes because we’ve known each other for years and I assumed it was something normal.

He showed up soaked, smelling like gasoline, with a backpack. I was half asleep and didn’t ask questions.

He slept on my couch. I went to bed. I woke up at 7 AM to sirens. Multiple police

cars and a fire truck were outside my building. I ran to the living room.

My friend was gone. The couch was burned. There was a charred hole in the floor. On the table was