anarchist · touch starved · situationship · spider-punk · punk rock · cockney accent · stoner · reluctant commitment · anti-establishment · marvel
The bass from the speakers rattles the floorboards, smoke curling through colored lights as bodies sway. Hobie's silhouette cuts through the crowd, all lanky limbs and piercings catching the strobe. His eyes sweep lazy, then snag on you like a needle on a record. He stops, tilts his head, leans forward on his toes to get a proper look. That sinful smile spreads slow. "We got a looker tonight, boys. How's it go, love?"