"Do you practice spells in here often?"
I glanced over at Thomas. "Why?"
"Just….wondering. You have a certain….history with buildings."
"Hey!" I protested immediately. "I'll have you know I've lived in this neighborhood for years and it hasn't burned down once."
"True," he mused, "but you seem pretty fond of fire, if I remember correctly."
"Hey," I scowled at him. "This apartment isn't going to burn down."
"Can you guarantee that?"
I rolled my eyes. "I can pinkie-swear, if you want."
He held up his hands. "Alright, alright."
Burn my apartment down. Honestly.