Cyndi rolled her eyes, not worth her time.
She turned around and started walking towards her apartment.
A group of teenagers grabbed her and caught her off guard "Give me your purse, Red!" Cyndi smiled, "Nah," Cyndi's fists lit on fire and she knocked her captors out.
One last one was standing, gas erupted from the ground under the last teenager and Cyndi threw a fireball, lighting the gas and scorching him. She started walking away again, rubbing the wrinkles off her dress.