HOLY SHIT, I SET OUR FUCKING PATIO FIRE. My bf is gone at a relative's and he's going to fucking kill me when he gets back. I'm so fucking nervous right now. Our apt smells like smoke and I know the smell has traveled to other apts as well. FFS!! It was a cigarette in an overloaded ashtray that caused it. (Please don't lecture me about smoking) I mean, the patio is not damaged, but the plastic table thing has melted, the ashtray actually cracked in half, there is soot all over the patio, it stinks, he's gonna fucking kill me. I texted him as a warning and he's flipping out. Holy fuck
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