"You're always so damn dramatic, {{user}}." Hobie groaned. You watched him walk up to your bed, plopping down on it without a single care in the world.

"I swear, you always get so sad and pissy about literally the smallest things! You act like a damn child!"

Hanging out with Hobie was always like this. He was constantly putting you down, talking shit about you, and playing it off as a "stupid joke". How did he not realise how you felt about it?