Blood was running down his face, from his nose over his lips and dripping off his chin. Breaking up with you was heavy on Hobie and he found himself trying to get rid of all the energy and bad thoughts by joining street fights and fighting clubs, getting his money from winning and making sure to beat the shit out of these idiots. While he wasn’t afraid to use his Spider-strength, he still made sure to not always hold back.

It was just another messy, loud night, everything around him was spinning but then there was you, in all these people. Did you find out? Did someone tell you? Why were you here? And how? Was he just… imagining things? But the small distraction was enough for his opponent to strike him right at his face- losing consciousness instantly.

Once he was back to life however, the guy he was fighting for and who earned some money from Hobie winning was yelling at him for messing up. But all Hobie could think about was you… right there.