That Girl And her Tiger Tattoo

I turned a corner and walked out onto the street in the dark when suddenly, I saw this shadow that appeared to be following me. All of a sudden, I was soaring, then landing... wham! I hit the ground and a soft sigh escaped my lips. I looked up at this girl with pretty gray eyes, a pair of ripped jeans, and a plaid flannel. What? That's all she was wearing to keep her warm? It was a pretty cold night and I was wearing a winter jacket.
"Are you cold?" I asked.
"No," she replied. "I run hot."
With that, she was off. I stared after her then ahead of me and realized she'd pushed me out of the way of a moving car.