Frankie T!

Franklin Terrace (which I have renamed Frankie-T) has been having some troubles lately. On Monday during Time Studio the fire alarms went off. Apparently some young (or old) gent wasn't so happy with the trashcan in the men's bathroom. And decided to burn it (?). In any case, that's been under investigation.

Today in Time Studio the same thing happened! A couple boys from our class said that while they were in the bathroom they saw a hole in the ceiling with paper towels stuck up in it. After our bathroom break the alarms went off again. The police-guy came to talk with us and said that someone had started a fire twice today. What is the deal? I like Frankie-T. It's a sweet lil' spanish-roman-bastardization-of-architecture building. What gives?