She jumped slightly when she felt someone come close to her. She glanced up to see her brother laughing at her, his hand on her head. 

[b]"What are we going to do with you?"[/b] He spoke simply, chuckling to himself.

[b]"I'm going to die!"[/b] Lucy bellowed, being overly dramatic. As if on cue, the front door burst open as several firefighters entered the room and looked around. They dropped their arms as they noticed the smoke from the stove and the girl sitting on the floor, sobbing near what seemed to be her brother. 

One of the men waved the others away as he came closer to Lucy and Yair and removed his headgear. He knelt down next to Lucy with a soft smile on his face. [b]"It's going to be fine. Just... remember to pay attention next time, okay? Read the directions carefully."[/b] He told her, his voice gruff but soothing. She quickly shook her head up and down, trying to make everything go faster, she just wanted it all to end. 

The man stood and nodded at Yair, [b]"You take care of her, okay?"[/b] He spoke, smiling. Soon, he was out the door and the sirens stopped. The only sound in the room being the soft hiccups of a very frightened 18 year old girl. 

[b]"I didn't mean to Yair, I swear! I just... I kind of... dozed off for a second... or two."[/b] She explained, avoiding Yair's eyes. She already felt bad about this whole situation.