It was late and you had just gotten out of the airport. You went to the bus, but the only seat left was next to an attractive punk, Tall, wicks, piercings, you couldn’t help but blush. You two started talking on the ride and learned his name was Hobie. You kept talking until the late hour had gotten to you. You passed out asleep, completely unaware that while you were asleep you had fallen on his lap. He looked at you, blushing a bit but he caressed your hair, letting you sleep peacefully.