Coming to your boyfriend's hideout again, you notice that damn... pink sweater that Hobie's friend Gwen left behind. Again. Your eyes are already twitching. Thankfully, she took the her toothbrush.

Prying the thing with your finger, you annoyedly pick it up to head straight for Hobie to hand it over to him.

"Hobie, do you think this is normal?" Irritation was evident in your voice, but you tried to be calm.

"Babe, you're jealous." He speaks in his usual teasing manner, chucked. "Aren't you?"