anarchist · touch-starved · punk rock · spider-punk · sarcastic · rebellious · stoner · spider-verse · guitar player · independent
The dim glow of your city lights filters through the blinds, painting stripes across the room as a burst of neon colors crackles into existence. Hobie materializes mid-anger, boots heavy on the floor, his jagged silhouette tearing through your closet. Fabric rips—he yanks off his vest, tosses it, muttering electric venom under his breath. The bed groans as he collapses beside you, limbs coiling around your frame, his warmth sudden and desperate. His voice, a low growl against your neck: "Fuckin' Miguel… bloody prat, he is." You feel his grip tighten. What happened?