Jimmy sat back, and rubbed his stubbly chin. Did he dare?
BANG-BANG-BANG!
Someone was pounding on his door. It was his neighbor, Robert Snapp at the door. He was about the same age, but over six foot, and muscular.
"Rat-boy!" shouted Robert.
Jimmy winced, rat-boy, fat-boy was his neighbor's annoying taunt. He barely knew Robert, and he preferred it that way. Robert was a natural bully. Jimmy would lie awake at night while Robert banged his latest one-night stand on the other side of the bedroom wall.
"Whassup, Robert?" Jimmy called from his desk.
"I was supposed to get a package. Did you take it?"
"No!" answered Jimmy looking at his surprise gift. He looked at the wrapper, it did have his name on it, not Robert's.
"It would've been addressed to you, but my flat number!" Robert said shaking the door. "I know you got it."
Jimmy was afraid. Why would Robert use his name? Robert sounded dangerous. He tapped the options, and Robert's stats came up on the screen.
"Come on, Rat-boy!" roared Robert.
Locking subject for transformation, read the screen. Robert became silent. Cautiously, Jimmy went to the door, and opened it. Robert's face was frozen in an angry grimace. He stood there with his fists raised pounding the door, but frozen like a statue. Jimmy peered out into the hallway to see if there were any other neighbor's peeking out. Jimmy shifted Robert's body to maneuver the 200 lb hunky lunkhead into his apartment. He glanced up and down the hall, and closed the door.