It was a Friday night, Garrett was reading Harry potter again when he smelt smoke, he put down his book and walked into the kitchen. He poked his head around the corner to see a small fire in the kitchen, his eyes widened and he ran straight out the house, within minutes the fire had spread and burnt down everything like his bed, tv, kitchen, sofa and set up. All Garrett had was his phone and mice. Once the Fire brigade had come it was too late, everything had burnt to a crisp. It was wet, dark and cold that night and Garrett had no where to go, he had no money for a hotel so he decided one a place that would definitely take him in.
He pulled up to Shane's house and got out the car soaking wet from the rain, Garrett walked over to the door and knocked. No answer. He knocked again, no answer. He knocked once more, but still no answer, he had just about given up, he sat against the door and snuggled up to keep warm. A few minutes later the door opened and he fell back, he looked up and saw Morgan stood in her shower robe
"Hey Garrett?" She said in a confused tone
"Hey Morgan, where's shane?" He got up of the floor, water still dripping of him
"He's gone on a trip to mexico for the week"
"Oh" he replied
"What are you doing here?" she said whilst not trying to sound mean
"My house just, burned down and i was hoping to stay here till i get a some money to rent a hotel room" he said
"That sounds awful, do you wanna still stay? You could go dry off then we can order some chipotle" she said wrapping her arm around her. She had never seen Garrett this upset, or even upset, and she didn't like it
"Yeah, sounds great" he hug her and walked in
