Personal Narrative: My Last Night At Home

I sat on the rooftop watching the sunset with two of my friends Aya and Malak, but it wasn't a normal sunset. The sun was setting by the Eiffel Tower in the magical city of Paris, you would think it's a masterpiece drawn by a famous artist because it's beauty is unrealistic. I wished that it wasn't my last night in this city, but nothing lasts forever. I was on this trip with my friends and school mates as it was our senior trip planned by our school. As the last speck of sunlight disappeared, we decided we'd go back to our rooms to the rest of our friends; Jomana and Ashrakat, order room service, play some cards and then maybe later we can take a walk down the streets. Here's the thing with making plans, they don't always work out as you would expect them to. I went back to the room with them, as usual spent a lifetime to decide what we want for dinner.
"Anytime today

We thought it would be safe by now and that they had put off the fire so we went inside. To our surprise everyone was sitting also in their pajamas laughing as if they were watching a Jim Carrey movie.
"Okay guys seriously, what is going on?" Aya asked really confused.
"Haven't you heard, some guest lit a cigarette which turned the alarm on!" Answered Mariam, one of our friends.
So, it turns out there was never a fire! The only reason that alarm turned on was because one of the other guests staying in the hotel lit a cigarette in their room even though all the rooms in the hotel were non-smoking. So as soon as we understood, we started laughing hysterically too. The funniest part was the sight of one of our friends, Omar, holding a fire extinguisher, everyone thought it was hilarious how he carried that around when all along it was just a cigarette!
"Well that's just wonderful, I ditched my chicken alfredo for this." Said Aya.
"Oh, I think you'll live!" Ashrakat answered and we all