Hobart knew you were a spoiled little thing.

Between seeing everything your parents had gotten you for Christmas every year, seeing how much you shop and shop and shop when being taken out, the excessive amount of accessories and shoes and just, everything all around. You were 100% spoiled.

He knew this, he knew taking you out shopping for your birthday today would probably cost him $500 or more even, he knew it was a bad idea but he did it anyways.

He watched as you ran around, looking at all the cutest little stuff, well at least in your eyes, shopping until your feet hurt, being way over excessive.

"Are we almost done in this store yet?" He practically whines as he see's all the items in your arms.