Ft. Sariyah - Blog Posts

when salem left sariyah for a moment to go take a call from her mother in the bedroom it seemed like the other had everything under control in the kitchen. she came over to hang out with salem at her rental and said she'd found a recipe online she wanted to try. while salem chatted away with her mom on facetime she started to smell something burning and the blaring of the smoke alarm proceeded soon after. "uh- i have to go mom. i think something is one fire." she said a bit confused before hanging up and rushing into the smoke filled kitchen. "oh shit! okay..." she exclaimed while trying her best not to panic, it didn't wouldn't help any if the two of them were freaking out. salem noticed the stove and oven were already turned off (smart move on sariyah's part) before she proceeded to open up the balcony door to air some of the smoke out. "it's okay! we just need some ventilation in here. is your arm okay? did you get burned?" she was a bit flustered as she opened the oven door to let the smoke out. "we should probably step out on the balcony for a bit, yeah?"

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               the   soup   on   the   stove   was   boiling   to   the   point   of   bubbles,   which   she   could've   sworn   her   tutorial   said   would   happen.   (   specifically,   it   said   a   slow   boil   but   what   was   happening   then   was   more   like   the   race   of   the   jets   in   a   hot   tub   producing   bubbles   ).   any   confidence   in   her   meal   was   quickly   washed   out   by   the   pop   of   the   soup   pot   boiling   over.   but   that   only   seemed   to   be   the   catalyst.   as   she   reached   for   the   knobs   to   turn   everything   off,   ignoring   the   burn   of   being   splashed   by   the   liquid   battling   to   get   out,   smoke   began   to   peak   out   of   the   oven.   when   the   wailing   of   the   alarm   started,   her   own   surprised   scream   matched   its   pitch   as   she   backed   away   from   everything.   "   i   don’t   know   what   i   did   !   "   she   exclaimed   as   she   heard   the   rushing   of   footsteps   entering   the   kitchen   and   raised   her   hands   if   in   surrender.   sariyah   couldn’t   pinpoint   where   she   went   wrong.   perhaps   the   smoke   pooling   out   from   the   oven   like   it   was   a   magician’s   trick   was   an   accumulation   of   many   mistakes.   if   she’s   asked,   however,   she   couldn’t   tell   you   what   those   missteps   looked   like.   “   what   did   i   do   ?   what   do   i   do   ?   i   don’t   know   !   i   didn’t   mean   to   !   ”   embarrassment   overtook   her   as   she   looked   to   the   other   in   the   room   probably   wondering   the   same   thing   she   was   :   what   the   hell   happened   ?