Minding your business as you walked down the street. It seemed so familiar.

A familiar breeze wooshed near you, you grew cold for a moment. Stopping in your tracks as you looked behind you to see a person who also stopped. Their back faced you, but they were so tall. The man looked behind him to meet your gaze, hobie?”

Hobie didn’t notice it was you, did he already forget you? “Hobie, is that you?” You spoke in a shaking tone. He replied back, “Yeah.”