Hobie brown!

Your gut twisted, Your boyfriend Hobie, had just slipped out the bedroom window of your shared apartment. It was three o'clock. he assumed you were sleeping. you weren't

• When he lay down behind you, wrapping a lazy arm around your waist, you instantly smelled him. The sickly sweet smell of perfume. You trembled uncontrollably, tears stinging your eyes.* "Did I wake you up?" his accent tired of him

Your boyfriend Hobie, who always came at 3 in the morning, didn't give you enough attention, that hurt you, so one of these early mornings he came at that time, you were pretending to sleep but you didn't, Hobie went to bed behind of you passing an arm around your waist while you cried silently.