Apartment fire (by Vanilla Thunder)

Jamie was looking forward to getting out of the dress and heels. As Mark pulled towards the block, it was stopped by a barricade of fire engines and ambulances. Jamie rolled down the window and looked ahead to see what the deal was, seeing smoke.

"Is that...?" Mark asked.

"Oh my god!" Jamie threw open the car door and rushed down the block.

Mark pulled the door shut and went to find a parking spot while Jamie stumbled towards the edge of the barrier. He attempted to push past, but was stopped by two burly fire fighters.

"You can't go any further, miss." the fire fighter said.

"What do you mean? My apartment is in that building!" Jamie exclaimed. "What happened?"

"As far as we know, a space heater in Room 5B went up and razed the entire floor, then started spreading. No word on the structural integrity, but everything in it's basically a lost cause." the fire fighter said.

Jamie numbly stepped back, and nearly tripped, but was caught by Mark, who had caught up.

"What's wrong?" Mark asked.

"My apartment burned down... All my stuff..." Jamie blankly muttered.

"My god... At least you weren't home when it happened. You still have your life." Mark replied as he securely held and rubbed Jamie's hand.

Jamie really needed human contact right now, so he threw his arms around Mark and started sobbing into his shoulder. Thankfully he was wearing waterproof makeup, so none of it was running. He couldn't even process what was going on. All his clothing, his possessions, everything was likely burnt to a crisp.

"What am I going to do?" Jamie asked aloud.

"Don't worry, Jamie." Mark replied, pulling Jamie back and wiping his tears. "I've got a plan."

"You do?" Jamie sniffled as looked into Mark's eyes.

"I do." Mark said.