You know what I love to hear at 10.30 pm on a Sunday night in my 12th floor apartment, when I'm in my comfiest no-bra clothes and it's cold outside?
WHOOOOOOP WHOOOOOOP. EMERGENCY. EVACUATE NOW. WHOOOOOOP WHOOOOOOP. EMERGENCY. EVACUATE NOW. WHOOOOOOP WHOOOOOOP. EMERGENCY. EVACUATE NOW.
... etc.
So i must put on enough clothes to avoid freezing my tits off, not knowing if I'll be out of the building for 5 minutes or if it will be all night or (gods forbid) the building is about to burn down entirely and I will never get the chance to return.
Just as I finished getting dressed, tying my bootlaces, grabbing my bag and keys, and about to walk out the door, the alarm stopped.
But I am well and truly awake now!