"Seriously, my phone just had to die right now? I wish I'd charged it this morning," A girl with auburn hair falling over her eyes grumbles to herself. I glance around and there's no one in the aisle besides me and her. I make small movements with my pointer finger. "It's turning on? What the fuck? It's at 30 percent? Oh Lord thank you. I don't know how that worked but thank you, thank you." I smile as I pick up my Hershey's and move to the self checkout counter. Now I don't want to boast but that was me. I granted her the wish of having more battery in her phone. How exactly you might ask? Well it's simple. I'm a genie. Pretty cool yeah? And no I'm not some Aladdin's fucking slave or whatever. No hate to Aladdin, but genie's should have rights too. And no I do not live in a lamp. I'm a free genie, which means I can grant anybody anything if I want to.