TG Gift

The woman stepped from the alley by the bakery, and stared at Colin Fizzle. Colin barely gave her a glance. She wasnt his type. Too pinched, and nasty looking, with a smirk that turned to a look of casual indifference. " A gift from a friend' , is what she said as the air became electric , and Colin felt his physical form alter. The young girl stood there crying , holding up her jeans. People walking by heard her babble about a gift. Nobody paid her much attention, but the general consensus was that whatever the gift was , it had made her less than happy.