In a Plano hotel with a kitchenette in our room, hanging with my mom and Collin for the holiday weekend. Left a pork loin on our hotel stove on the lowest setting. Went to IKEA. Came back to a smoke-filled room. No fire alarm or sprinklers, at least... except that maybe its disconcerting that the smoke alarms weren't freaking out. Spend next few hours trying to detox the room. Walmart cashier asks if we smell something burning as we are checking out with 2 bottles of Febreeze and an air purifier. "Yea, that's just us... *5 second awkward silence* We're that hot."
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