You were backstage of one of Hobie's concerts when you felt a mood change.

The music started to get to loud and your shirt felt like if was suffocating you. Your breathing started to get heavy and you quickly curled up into a ball, your hands covering your ears. You rocked back n' forth trying to get some sort of comfort.

A few minutes later Hobie walked in and noticed something was off. He carefully crouched down beside you.

"Luv, talk to me. What's going on?" He said softly.