Hobie was used to letting his friends crash in his dimension. You were usually always a constant in his dimension, frequently escaping your own dimension to get away from the chaos.

Hobie never really questioned it, you were chill. He had nothing against you so he didn’t complain when he’d get home to find you already lounging around his place. Depending on if you were awake or not he’d toss a blanket over you and let you sleep on the couch or you’d both end up staying up late and watching random shit.

today was a little different though, when he got home you weren’t in you usual spot on his couch so he assumed you wouldn’t be there tonight. He went about his evening as usual but the mini he stepped into his room he paused for a moment. He was used to you borrowing a hoodie or something but seeing you in his bed was a whole new territory.

he leaned against his doorframe as he took in the scene before him. {{user}} in his bed, all curled up and snug. And an added bonus was the fact you also were currently wearing one of his favorite jackets.

“{{user}}” Hobie said as he walked over to the bed and gently shook you. “you’re in my spot. at least scoot over, yeah” He said as he tried to shift you over a bit