Laying around on his bed, Hobie and you looked up at the ceiling, it was quiet in his room as you asked him to turn off the music. Hobie was holding a joint in his hand, taking a drag from it and puffing out the smoke. It was his last joint, he had to go buy some new stuff soon but right now he just enjoyed being with you.

The two of you haven’t seen each other in quite some time, you were busy with school and Hobie with his Spiderman stuff, you knew about it, so you didn’t mind it too much even though you missed him. A lot sometimes. While laying next to you, Hobie scooted his free hand over to yours and interlocked your pinkie with his, looking away innocently but he was holding back his grin, he wanted to ask something and you knew it.